This song was written in a fit of frustration. I wanted what I could not have. Like working all week and not getting paid... Written for Lisa Hart. When she wouldn’t return my affection, I moved to Boulder, Colorado to play music with Milton Gore. He and Dee Cope were already living out there. Once I was officially “gone,” Lisa of course followed me. By that time, I had pretty much moved on, but we did our best to make it work out.
One Christmas around 1980, I eventually brought her back home to Raleigh. She died there about four years ago, sometime around 2016 or so. She was a very smart, lovely person. I did not hear of her demise until about a year later. She got pregnant while we were in Boulder. I asked her to terminate and she did. She married at least once, but died childless. I will never forgive myself for that, though I was certainly not ready to be a father back in the late seventies. She would have been a good mother.
We recorded this pretty much live. At least the drums, bass, rhythm guitar and my vocal were live. I can't remember how Gourley fit in his guitar part(s), but he damn sure did a good job. These were the Punk/ New Wave years of music. Tons of little clubs to play in everywhere. A very vibrant music scene, fer shur.
Credits: Mfd: guitar, vocal, song, video (2021) David Gourley: lead guitar Craig Dittmar: bass, background vocals Alan Dittmar: background vocals Scott Jarvis: drums (drummer for the Cigaretz) Stephen Bento: engineer (owner of Reel Time Studio in Raleigh) David Batt: photography Chip Potter: one cool note at the end, over and over My brother, Don Darden, funded this record. Thank you, big brother!
Chris Kisgen once did a version of this song as well, which I funded for him. Milton Gore, Mike Haskins and I (The Boat Rockers) recorded yet another version of this song in the Choke Monkey Lounge in Boylan Heights, Raleigh NC.
