Let's call it EMOldtimey. Or, really, let's not. It's not a damned clean rendition, but with this old heartbreaker you don't have to be. My pre-verbal niece was purported to love it, and that's good enough for me.
On preview, this sounds at least 1/4 slower than it should be. Posting anyway. It's my best so far.
I put this together days after being given a banjo as a gift. It is made up of the one roll and four chords I knew at the time (about a year ago). It doesn't really kick in for like :40 so give it a bit. (horn stabs at the end are sampled.)
A song about songwriting.
Played by my Grandpa. Super Crap recording and he was a bit out of practice, but this is real old timey music from long ago in Western Appalachia. Please overlook the pops and cracks, this is the real deal.
Pithy titles and me: not talking right now. A catchy little pop tune about domestic surveilance.
By god, it's a bluegrass song! Thought of it because of this superlative Williams interpretation.
Some stuff that happened. A mild case of OCD. A neighbourhood mom played the violin.
Birthday song written for my good friend Sara on her 19th birthday. Banjo and Vocals.
Post-band-breakup collaboration rock + VST experiment.