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Sweet Pain

                     
Sweet pain, fire burning all of my senses
Sweet pain, crying at the edge of the night
I know I chase you, flying over mountains and valleys of complete dispair
In empty moments I call your name and I feel there's someone hiding there
And its sweet, sweet invitation to me says something I need
Yes it's sweet, so sweet a creation, it does something to me
Something I need

Few loves stand the test of different directions
True love's rarer than Columbian Gold
Although we've wasted ages in a crazy quest that all the good guys lose
I get the feeling someone else is dealing cards I got no right to choose
And its sweet, sweet invitation to me says something I need
Yes it's sweet, so sweet a creation, it does something to me
Something I need

Oh, sweet sweet invitation, it does something to me, sweet sweet invitation
It does something to me, sweet sweet invitation, deep deep in my heart
It does something to me, something I need

Sweet pain: Love is what the children have named you
Sweet pain: Time is what you steal from my heart
It's such a robbery, everybody loses and no one even stands to gain
You either lose your innocence or find you're used to sweeter kinds of pain
And its sweet, sweet invitation to me says something I need
Yes it's sweet, so sweet a creation, it does something to me
Something I need

Oh, sweet sweet invitation, it does something to me, sweet sweet invitation
It does something to me, sweet sweet invitation, deep deep in my heart
It does something to me, something I need


Credits:

Vocals:   Peter Cross
All guitars: The Brilliant Boy, Tim McDonald
Bass: Bobby Vega Drums: Burleigh Drummond Recording:   Don Digeralamo, at The Record Plant, Sausalito
Final Mix:   Mark Needham

Commentary:

In terms of recording, this song is similar to Too Young to Be Lonely. The song
was orignally recorded a LONG time ago at the Record Plant with Peter Cross playing bass and drums after he had developed tendonitis. The vocals were great, but the bass and drum tracks were weak. This song marks the second time that Peter and Tim recorded together. Once again, Timmy's guitar work reaches the brilliant level of Eric Clapton, and completely knocks Peter out every time he hears it. The song has the most obscure lyrics, and is not about what you might think. Peter calls it "philosophy rock". It is about Peter Cross' search for God. It assumes that God is calling souls back to the source, but that pain through crucifiction is a pre-requisite required course. Thus, sweet pain. It appears that Peter Cross called the Game quite accurately, because his sweet pain had already begun in the form of complete and utter rejection by every single record company in the music business, and then the subsequent onset of tendonitis, which after three years of trying every type of "cure" known, forced Peter to stop playing drums and find another way to make a living. He tried song writing and producing during those three years, and was rejected AGAIN, by every single record company in the music business. Finally, Peter gave up, and quit music altogether, cold turkey. Because his ambition had been so deadly, he was unable to simply play or sing for fun, not even "happy birthday" at parties, and so music became a source of real irritation (almost like a physical allergy), inducing severe nausea, vomiting, and instant rejection from disco clubs. For Peter, the pain of rejection is not sweet anymore. Peter believes that this is one of his best songs, in terms of pure songwriting. He wrote the song on bass guitar, wanting to write a song with a bass line as interesting as the Beatles' Lady Madonna. Well, of course, no one can touch Paul McCartney on bass, but this song is the best Mr. Cross can do. Because the song was written on bass, it became possible to create a lot of counterpoint melodies that play against the bass guitar line. In fact, there is so much melody happening in this song all at once that it is almost too much happening at once. But it isn't. It works because Timmy's guitar playing pulls it all together. Brilliantly, and beautifully. Thank you Mr. McDonald.

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