counterconformity | 11 months ago

Off of Neil Levin's latest album Cosmic Blues, available on all streaming platforms. The album features an 'Artificial Vinyl Listening Experience' with a 'Virtual Sleeve' containing personal notes from Neil about the songs and their story, along with official lyrics. All at www.neillevin.co

"This song is probably the song I was sitting on the longest, and waiting to record. I wanted it to be something I could play and record live in studio, and that's exactly what it was. It had been refined and ready to go long before its recording date, yet underwent the most change in sonically in post-production. This song is probably the most personal for me on the record. It deals with emotions, values and affirmations that proved vital to me during a difficult time. It's a reminder that if the world ever goes to sh*t, like, even more unbearable than it can feel at times now, at least if there is a guitar around, I'll get by. Story wise, our character has now come full circle, and realizes they were relying on their own need for connection and love so much, that he was abandoning his own self worth in the process. This song is a reminder that you are enough on your own."
- Neil

"Sixstring" Lyrics:

Well I played my guitar, on a rainy eve, thinkin' about you in his arms

I was wondering where I'd be, if you stuck with me, maybe love could conquer all?

We'd be sailing a ship, across a delicate sea, if you'd just stuck with me

We'd be dancing on fire, while the world is ours, if you'd just stuck with me

Finally found my way out, figured everything out, I don't need no one to hold

It's just me and my guitar, and baby that's alright, no, she never talks back to me

She just does what I want, makes everyone jump, gets the girls beggin' on their knees

But, no, I don't need them, just a paper and pen, and a six string to strum freely
oh, and a six string to strum freely

I kept playin' my guitar, on that rainy eve, I was thinking about no one but me
oh, I was thinking about no one but me

But, then I think again, what if I changed?

Would we have our own parade?

But you're gone and my guitar's all I need