There is an old saying in the music business that a good song can survive a bad arrangement. There is a newer saying at Good Boy Records which states that a good song can also spend several months wandering around the building wearing the wrong trousers.
Sermons on Subscription appears to have been doing exactly that.
Some readers may remember the original version, which arrived back in March carrying a piano, a pocketful of observations, and a growing suspicion that modern civilisation had somehow managed to turn hope itself into a subscription service. It was thoughtful, slightly weary, and entirely convinced that somebody, somewhere, was charging monthly for salvation.
A perfectly respectable state of affairs. The difficulty was that the song never quite stopped fidgeting.
Not because anything was wrong with it. Quite the opposite. The lyric worked. The idea worked. The chorus worked. Yet every so often the Boss would wander past, glance at it, and get the unmistakable look of a man who suspects there is another version hiding inside.
As it turns out, there was.
Yesterday, after a considerable amount of experimentation, muttering, coffee consumption, and language unsuitable for publication, the piano quietly stepped aside, and a Hammond organ took over the premises.
The effect was immediate.
The song slowed down, loosened its tie, ordered a drink, and started telling the truth.
Sermons on Subscription (Hammond Room Version)
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Half the furniture disappeared. Several lines were shown the door, and the whole thing became cooler, simpler, and considerably more dangerous.
Most importantly, it became fun.
The original version felt like a sharp observation about the world. This version sounds like a man at the end of the bar who has already seen how the story ends and is no longer particularly surprised by any of it.
Which, when one thinks about it, may have been the song all along.
The result is not a replacement for the original recording. It is more like discovering that an old friend has a completely different laugh after midnight.
Same song, different room. And occasionally, that is all the difference in the world.
Codsworth C. Gleason Esq.
Assistant to the Boss,
Head of Everything Else,
Recently Appointed Director of Hammond-Based Rehabilitation Services.
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