The online home for Fergus Maximus (both the band and the bloke)
The online home for Fergus Maximus (both the band and the bloke)

She wants me to throw out my favourite T-shirt
‘How many favourite T-shirts can one man have?’
I said, ‘That’s like asking me to lose my memory’
She just looks at me like I’m an alien

Ferguson/Shillabeer

That’s the first bit of the song T-Shirt that I wrote with Grant Shillabeer back when we were performing as Sideways Glance. It’s one of the first songs we wrote together and one of the few from that era I still really like. I recently dusted it off and wrote out a chart in a (lower) key so Kym could have a bash and it remains a great, 3-minute pop tune*.  This originated in 2000 when — much to the surprise of a few people who had stocked up on baked beans and ammunition — the world hadn’t ended.

Rumours that the second line is a direct quote from Andrea, my wonderful, long-suffering wife, have some basis in truth. Rather a lot of basis, actually, since it is completely true. And the answer to her question, of course, is ‘Lots’. Surely I am not alone in understanding this?

This is the first in a series of posts that will meander around the creation of some of my songs without shedding any real light on them. Not through a desire to be clever and mysterious; merely a lack of anything particularly intelligent to say. I’ll eventually get around to creating a lyric archive up here too.

I still have the shirt. The concert was only … um … 22 years ago.

*I can’t believe we used to do this in A; I can’t reach half the melody notes and I’m pretty sure I’m singing higher these days.

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