Description
This is a instrumental duo based on a song that I composed just before my umpteenth appearance at the New Troubadour Club at Follies Wine Bar Manchester back in 1991.
“Writer’s block” was threatening to take over, so I wrote about writer’s block, in a sort of mock blues style…
The original words are:
Woke up Sunday mornin’ and notes went spinnin’ round. (rpt)
What can I sing for the New Troubadours – Troubadours?
Woke up wake up woke up wake up.
What can I sing for the New Troubadours?
Oh! I just godda sing the Blues the New Troubadour Blues
‘cos there’s nothing they like better than the Blues.
I got those New Troubadour Blues.
‘cos there’s not a single chord these Blues refuse;
not a single note I cannot choose.
Then it was Monday evenin’ with no more words in mind;
notes they still kept spinnin’
but no cause could they find.
What can I sing for the New Troubadours?
So, here’s a sad Blues with a walkin’ bass.
it’ll walk all over you,
leavin’ muddy footprints
So here’s a sad Blues, Blues, Blues
So here is a walkin’ bass.
oh! why am I walkin’
with a muddy walkin’ bass
waitin’ for words to come?
Blues Blues Blues Blues Blues Blues
waitin’ for words to come
Oh those sad Blues
I got those New Troubadour Blues.
New Troubadour Blues ‘cos there’s not a single chord these Blues refuse!
It is performed here by
Balázs Rumy clarinet
András Csáki guitar