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This is one of my favorite Tom Lehrer songs, and the melody and chord structure of the piece just screams barbershop. It's an anti-love song, in which the narrator tells his sweetheart that there's no way in hell he's going to love her when she's old and gray (among other things).
Another Tom Lehrer song, and almost completely unperformable. In a massive exercise in futility, I actually wrote an introduction to this song. There really isn't a category in barbershop contestability for love songs that reference cannibalism. Maybe for an after-after-afterglow, when everybody is wasted and the sun is just about to come up. Maybe.
There are several arrangements of this old classic floating around, but I didn't like any of them so I wrote my own. This version has a bluesy R&B feel to it, which isn't surprising since I wrote it after listening to Ray Charles' and Louis Armstrong's versions of the song.
More to come!
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