Recently I bought myself a brand new electric guitar - a Epiphone special. (yes, I do play electric too - just not often enough for my liking). Anyway, to test it out I dug up another old, angry song from my dark, murky past.
What's the story behind this one? Well, you can guess. Broken heart. I wrote this at the end of a relationship that stretched, on and off, for almost three years and ended badly. Plus I was in a really bad stupid phase of my life. Out of school, working a dead-end job, no idea what to do with my life ... a phase of my life where I was just at rock bottom. Of course, my life got better eventually (this song deals with the turning point).
Maggie May is one of my better-written songs, I think. A great riff and great lyrics, and it showcases my mad guitar chops ....
... but I don't like it. Not at all. When I wrote this song, I was so full of anger and sadness. Songs are like emotional photographs - perfect records of the songwriter's state of mind. My state of mind when I wrote Maggie May is not something I like to relive - especially since it wasn't her fault, and it wasn't my fault, and it's all in the past, and I'm happy now, and we're friends again.
However, that doesn't mean you can't enjoy it. Especially if you need to blow off steam or something.
I recorded this in the porch at my parents' house on an absolutely sweltering 7th-circle-of-hell heat wave of a day. Plus, it took me about a million takes before I got it right - mostly because I don't play this song that often (see reasons above). This explains the angry look on my face - it has nothing to do with the song itself or the story behind it. But it does kind of fit.
Song lyrics here.
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