The stories behind the songs
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Friday Girl
For the life of me I can't remember what I was thinking. Friday Girl makes no sense. I didn't know a girl called Friday, there was nobody I only saw on that particular day of the week and the original lyrics provide no clues. A lot of the lyrics I wrote for these songs were a stream of consciousness with no editorial oversight, but there it was, a completely unexplained Friday Girl. I do remember why it became the title track. The studio had a very good grand piano, I had a friend (whose name escapes me at the moment) who had a friend called Paul Nuttall who was a brilliant piano player and when he recorded the piano part it set the song apart from tall the other guitar, bass and drum arrangements so we all felt it was the most likely song to get some radio attention. (We needn't have worried about that as it turned out!) 25 years later I decided to recorded a new version for inclusion on an album called Paintbox and this made me rethink the lyrics to provide at least some explanation of the title.
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The arrangement for this recording is completely different again, featuring my nylon strung Taylor. It's far more mellow than the original, more Burt Bacharach than Bruce Hornsby and the 2003 revised lyrics sounded cool so I didn't mess with them again.
