There is a time for all things. This song had long been brewing in my mind-brewery, but at last it was time to taste its bitter powers. Ever since I took a trip with my two ladies down south and we stopped in at the killer whale museum in Eden I have wanted to write it. What promise a name such as that holds! But what we discovered was a sad and sometimes maddening display of some of colonial Australia's darkest moments. Not as hilarious as a "Big Thing" and not as informative as any actual museum, but with a curious story for those willing to hearken to it.
In building up a structure for this song we drew on a few different sources. The foundation was the bass line and this was kind of a Venus in Furs meets Silver mash. There is also a (possibly too obvious) reference to Let Love Rule in the sudden funk break-down at the end of what is otherwise a morose and regretful march into oblivion.
I've been wanting an opportunity to use an old half-sized guitar that my parents bought me when I was a child. Over time it has had all its frets pulled out and now only has four untuned strings. Finally it got its turn to shine in this track, played masterfully by my brother and musical partner.
The line-up goes:
El Cucurucho Grande: drums, broken guitar, backing vocals
Dan Ox: lead and backing vocals, accordion, bass.
I do so honestly hope that you enjoy Old Tom