STILL CRAZY by Paul Simon
with additions from "Dangling Conversation"
I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy afler all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy afler all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Four in the morning
Crapped out, yawning
Longing my life away
I'll never worry
Why should I?
It's all gonna fade...
(...It was a still life water of a now late afternoon
as the sun shown through the curtain lace
and the shadows washed the room...)
Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years
Song Notes: What middle aged guy wouldn't want to sing this song? It's nearly an anthem, so well crafted, so honest. Simon's original recording spotlights a fabulous sax solo, which was intimidating for me, since my version is only me and my piano. But then I came up with the idea of inserting a section of Dangling Conversation, creating a new moment of nostalgia and reverie.
My favorite part of the song is when I hit the high note on "Four in the morning." Never gonna be able to do that again! Sometimes the first take ends up being the best.
There is a certain lack of conviction when I sing "I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers," however. Back in the day, people were far more forgiving, far more live and let live. I wonder, in our current world obsessed with judgments and easy condemnation, I'd need a jury of musicians-only peers to escape conviction.
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