When I was young it was considered pretty naff to do cover versions, and even now I feel a little guilty about it. Especially covers of songs by old dinosaur rock stars. But that’s what really got me into singing to begin with. As our two boys started to grow up and play various instruments, they started to jam with me, and their teenage friends would come over and join in. But like a lot of teenage boys the jams tended to consist of endless 12-bar guitar noodling or one-chord funky workouts. Or sometimes it was the Sunshine Of Your Love riff. Just the riff.
Which is why I started to sing – just to give us a bit of direction. Beatles, Neil Young, Zeppelin, old blues songs – the kind of things teenage guitarists always seem to develop a fondness for no matter what decade it is. I used to feel bashful croaking tunelessly even in front of the kids, but really, without that impetus I would never have developed either the voice or the confidence to sing in public.
Anyway, this is all by way of drawing attention to the fact that I have a channel on YouTube (youtube.com/DCCardwellsCovers) devoted entirely to cover versions. I planned to do one a week, but, of course, things get in the way and I haven’t kept up that pace.
Here’s my latest, a Paul McCartney song I recorded on the spur of the moment for my wife Marjorie on the eve of Valentine’s Day, and with me having just quit my day job and started music 100% full-time, the words seemed roughly appropriate!
And speaking of Marjorie, this may not be the place to go into personal details but I’d like to mention that just a few days ago she was diagnosed with a brain tumour and has to have emergency surgery, which should happen within the next two weeks at the latest. The good news is that it’s almost certainly benign and the outlook is very good, but we’d still value your prayers as brain surgery is no walk in the park.