"The Ghost Of Saturday Night" genre: Americana
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	Laid back, honest...pretty stripped down. Just electric guitar and vocals. That may or may not change. Not the happiest thing on earth, but it does say Neosporin in it...rather smoothly, if that's possible.
	CD: Ghost Of Saturday Night (single)   Label: Aztec Ballroom Records Credits: Lyrics : J. Roulette, Music : D. Kight
	Story Behind the Song Love's a funny thing...not like funny "ha ha" though. This song was obviously written on a Saturday night. The lyrics spawned from a conversation where the woman in question had told me over the phone that she had something to tell me that could change the nature of our association. She told me that it needed to be dealt with face to face. I, naturally(given horrendous past experiences), assumed it was something catastrophic. Turns out it wasn't bad at all. It was just the next step in what has been the best experience of my life. She had warned me not too write anything based on my initial reaction...told me, in fact, that I would feel silly after I found out what the talk was about(we had the talk in the parking lot of an emergency room, as both of my kidneys were monumentally infected and needed immediate treatment). She was almost right about that, but we did get this song out of my jumping to the wrong conclusion. Dylan & I recorded this one rather quickly at New Revenge Studios on May 29, 2001. No real gimmicks or tricks here...it is what it is. It was also enough to make us want to create more music together. I sang my rough idea of what I wanted this to sound like and he more than pleased me with the music he chose. We knew that we weren't wasting our time with this collaboration. I didn't realize that Tom Waits had already made use of this title...that has cast a dark cloud over this one for me. The title will probably be slightly altered for the actual CD(we dropped "the"). Send me five bucks and I'll tell you another story...yeah, all right, whatever. ---Johnny Roulette...7/7/01 Lyrics damn it all, I did it again went and made some effort to live when the hell am I gonna learn play with fire...you will get burned no time left to speak of love when I was ready she was done words make the simple complicated if she had asked, I would have waited. there's nothin' that I wouldn't have done but when it came to requests she only had one my walkin' away was the favor she wanted now I'm left here, alone and so haunted. damn it all, I spoke too much killed the thing before we could touch she rubbed Neosporin on my wound not too much; it'll have to do for any promises it's too late but the ones I've made I will not break I'll be loyal to a memory always wonderin' why she set me free. (repeat first verse) damn it all, I blew it again.(x4)

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