I've been listening to Canada's folk-pop singer Hayden for years now, ever since I first bought the soundtrack to Steve Buscemi's masterpiece of depressing, funny cinema, Trees Lounge. And I'll be seeing him live in Atlanta next week!
This is a track from his latest album, In Field & Town. It tells the story of a gentle, origami-folding security guard, and the narrator who -- punk that he is -- doesn't have much respect for the security guard. This is a simple song, tiny and intricate, much like a good work of origami, "so real it breathes." It doesn't deal with any bigger issues (except by inference) -- all it does is tell this tiny, sweet, wry story.
I don't shout out requests at live shows, for various reasons. But I'm considering shouting out "Lonely Security Guard!" next week.