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Details

Author
Robyn Hitchcock
Performances
17

Releases

Title Artist Label Type Year
Patreon 2024 Robyn Hitchcock Internet 2024

Gigs

Billed As Venue City State Country Date
Robyn Hitchcock StageOne Fairfield Connecticut US 11/22/2019
Robyn Hitchcock Circolo Della Musica Rivoli Italy 02/07/2020
Robyn Hitchcock Fremont Abbey Arts Center Seattle Washington US 02/28/2020
Robyn Hitchcock Outpost in the Burbs Montclair New Jersey US 10/08/2021
Robyn Hitchcock Brudenell Social Club Leeds England UK 03/20/2022
Robyn Hitchcock Loppen Copenhagen Denmark 03/25/2022
Robyn Hitchcock Stoughton Opera House Stoughton Wisconsin US 04/19/2022
Robyn Hitchcock Venue Folken Stavanger Norway 09/30/2022
Robyn Hitchcock Venskaben Asker Norway 10/02/2022
Robyn Hitchcock Eddie's Attic Decatur Georgia US 11/11/2022
Robyn Hitchcock SPACE Evanston Illinois US 03/29/2023
Robyn Hitchcock The Betsey Trotwood London England UK 07/01/2023
Robyn Hitchcock LowDown Tulsa Oklahoma US 01/23/2024
Robyn Hitchcock The Hamilton Live Washington DC US 04/19/2024
Robyn Hitchcock The Westport Library - Verso Studios Westport Connecticut US 04/28/2024
Robyn Hitchcock Cedar Cultural Center Minneapolis Minnesota US 05/02/2024
Robyn Hitchcock Old Town School of Folk Music Chicago Illinois US 05/04/2024

Comments

From Robyn on Patreon in 2024
I’ve been working on this song for years, and now it’s almost finished, I think. Every time I play through it the ending changes slightly, but this take, recorded with Kelley Stoltz at his legendary Electric Duck studios in San Francisco gets pretty close. With this demo, I’ll have a complete pack of compositions lined up for my next self-penned album: the working title of which is "Overhead Wiring I Have Loved, Volumes 7 to 13".

Like many of my piano songs, I can imagine this being sung by John Lennon. Or possibly John Cale. It’s at the emotional end of my spectrum, triggered in part by the demolition of the old streetcar tracks that lay just beneath the surface of the road outside my house in Nashville. There were old tracks outside the apartment when I briefly lived in Washington DC, too. They’re harder to find in Britain now, though I’ll still walk an extra mile to see a rusting pole that once would have supported trolleybus overhead wiring. There - I’ve lost you :)

Yet such apparently random things can be a prism through which our feelings are filtered, and you mess with feelings at your peril. God may be the universe, and the universe is love: but it takes a special kind of transport to realise that. And we cling to what we know…