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Cozying in on an autumn morning at Cedar Creek with its scrumptuous vintage Neve console, Art set up his kit while Spencer loaded in his v-e-r-y old upright bass. And there's something about Fred's piano that just seems right for Floyd and for this cut. We recorded the basics head-on with Craig's guide vocal to capture his phrasing and the spontaneous energy of the rhythm section - what mean when drums stop? At a later session at Flashpoint, I overdubbed archtop guitar - Slim Richey's 1937 Gibson L-4 set up with flatwounds.
Craig can sing anything - no, everything. Broadway, Nashville, Tin Pan Alley, R&B - you name it (he, too, is my almost-brother). Check out Craig's latest CD, Vintage Delight. He has recorded scores of songs for Disney Productions with Gary, so when it came time to record this vocal, they were the obvious combination, creating a sound inspired by the great swing era vocal ensembles.
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UNTIL YOU WALKED OUT ON ME
You sauntered into my sight.
You sashayed into my view.
You moseyed into my memory,
And became a melody.
You ambled into my life.
You sidled into my heart.
You strutted your stuff down the thoroughfare,
Sportin’ your high-toned air.
 A promenade down Main Street.
A cakewalk in the park.
A kiss shared on the hiking trail.
How could I know I’d fail?
You swaggered right out my door.
You left me without a key.
I always admired the way that you walked,
UNTIL YOU WALKED OUT ON ME.
No marchin’ down the aisle.
No glidin’ ‘cross the floor.
No prancin’ by your side.
How could I save my pride?
You shuffled on down the road.
I muffled my plaintive plea.
I always admired the way that you walked,
UNTIL YOU WALKED OUT ON ME.
You know, I always admired the way that you walked,
UNTIL YOU WALKED OUT ON ME.
by Fletcher Clark
©2010, Armadillo Music (ASCAP). All Rights Reserved.
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