Miss Rejection

I am sometimes overwhelmed by a wave of self-pity and wonder why I'm still making music. Often these waves hit while I'm on stage and looking out at the vast space that is not being filled with people who want to hear me. Fortunately, this feeling usually passes and I'm able to simply enjoy the music making process. Still, I must admit that it revists often enough that it seemed to warrant a song (and a gender). So, here it is. Feel my pain.
 
It was Joe Ongie's idea that I try a tack piano for this track. I was too lazy to shove tacks in my piano's hammers so I settled for a paper-clip-and-felt-curtain contraption that worked quite nicely. I also doubled the guitar riff in the verse with a nashville-tuned acoustic to make it sound like a 12-string.
 
I really had planned on having someone else play the guitar solo but Joe insisted on keeping the scratch track I put on it.