If I Were a Little Birdie. Background to Song and Video

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Oh the magic moments of the Saturday Morning Canasta Club on a Spanish Jam.    Sometimes it leads to greatness and others to weirdness.   This is about weirdness.

It starts with a Bird Nest, under the porch, directly above where we eat and drink, all  day long.  After a while the mum was confident to continue to feed the three baby chicks.  And so for our 6 days we watched her feet – -working very hard we might add.  And the chicks ate.  And the chicks would lean their little bottoms out facing us and poo.  Nice.   Lyrics ready to be born.

It starts with a Cello player.  She plays some notes.  Gus makes fun of her.   And sings a tune about a cello.  Said cello player not happy.  Over time and drinks, tune turns into song about a little birdie able to poo at will (well not will, at Gus).  Tune = lyrics.

It starts with someone that can do amazing bird sounds.  The highest tweet tweet in the land.  She’s really good at it.

It starts with a lot of time in the sun and too much time to focus on a little thing.  Never have so many, spent so much time on such a little tune.  But they did.  And then they worked out a video.   And here it is…

And then we decided to make this the name of our next album.  Go figure.

Jimmy

One comment

  1. There were FOUR chicks in the nest! If you looked very closely… very sweet.

    Comment by Louise on July 28, 2010 at 2:38 pm

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