The Leatherman
by @odilongreen
Liner Notes
This song--which, let me say up front to manage expectations, is NOT meant to be humorous, ironic, etc.--has its genesis in my desire to make use of the mountain (Appalachian) dulcimer I got back last fall. For its recording debut, I thought some folklore Americana would be appropriate. I’ve long been interested in doing a song about the (very real) Leatherman, who you can read about at https://shorturl.at/AVxBj (shortened Wikipedia link), so this seemed like the perfect opportunity.
I know that some of you, knowing me and seeing the title “The Leatherman,” expected an ode to Glenn Hughes, the original biker for the Village People (genuinely one of my favorite bands). And that’s a terrific idea! Maybe next time…
In any event, this song is not meant to be humorous, which is why I went with synthetic vocals. (And they’re not “vocal replacement” from a recording of me; they’re hand-coded in Synth V, which I’ve found to give better results.) I do feel a bit… guilty?… about exploring synthetic vocals this 50/90. Isn't "authenticity" supposed to be important or something? But after 10+ years of recording songs here and elsewhere, I’ve come to realize that although my own vocals have their place in the right song, sometimes, like here, I’m going for a different effect than I can deliver. I’m hardly a vocal chameleon (or skilled singer), and synthetic vocals are finally giving me the chance to explore some things I don’t feel I could ever sing on my own.
Anyway, this is live, real mountain dulcimer (I’m very new at it), with sampled, keyboard-played percussion, bass and bone flute.
#dulcimer #americana #folklore
Lyrics
Sixty pounds of leather
Worn like a second skin
And I find myself just wondering
What were you keeping in?
Three hundred sixty five miles
Just walking round and round
And though you did not hide
You were not looking to be found
***
And it seems the people liked you
Even though you hardly spoke
They gave you food and for your pipe
Tobacco you could smoke
But you never lost your faith in God
At least that’s how it looks
Among your few possessions
Was a leather-bound prayer book
***
One time you were arrested
So that they could ascertain
Whether you were fit for freedom
They decided you were sane
So through some thirty years you walked
But never gave your name
Now “The Leatherman” is all it reads
Upon your Spartan grave
Comments
Lovely tune here for sure.
You're really rokkin that dulcimer.
Those vox are actually perfect for this, so well done there, too.
Nice.
The vocals are interesting - I didn't read that they were a vocaloid-style thing until the second verse so I thought they were a real human's pipes. Quite weird because I didn't really get the uncanny valley feeling... until I knew it wasn't a person and then I could hear that it wasn't a person. Whatever. It has a really nice airbrushed kind of feel that sits interestingly alongside the dulcimer which sounds real and rough (though if you now tell me it was done using nothing but a supercomputer I will believe you).
The melody is interesting because it feels really "neutral" - it isn't overtly emotional, or melodramatic, it feels like it is being kind of conversational. I'm not explaining this well! It just means that the song has a nicely detached feel to it.
One thing I didn't understand is that you repeated several times in the notes that this wasn't a joke song, or humorous. I didn't get a sense that it was a joke at all - I wonder if you can explain what you meant by this?
I love tidbits of history given their due in song - and as I live on his route, have visited a couple of the "Leatherman caves" (as a kid, he had almost superhero status in my mind 😆)
As for Synth V, to me it's another instrument given how it has to be programmed.
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