Anna Post Writing!
Anna Post Writing!
The story told in this song is a little dated now; it's an imaginary story about a woman who loses her husband and loses herself in her job as a newspaper reporter. (Any relation to any real "Anna Post" is purely coincidental! It mentions papers and typing: very 1980's!) She is so lost, but, like St. Augustine ("tolle et lege"), she picks up the Bible and God's Spirit of Love speaks exactly what she needs to hear. She doesn't hold it against her estranged husband and reaches out to try to tell him about what she found.This song was written during the time I was living at the McBride's in Natick (1982?) We didn't actually perform it that much but it was pretty cool when we did. This is not exactly how we did it. Greg used to really drive this. But I think I have captured the spirit of the song. Here is what I wrote to my band mates when I first worked this up on NoteWorthy Composer:
Mes amis,
Voici un chanson vraiment etrange. I kept in all the weird stuff, even the "creeping", the "crawling" and the "crying". Part of that bridge sort of reminds me now of nascent 'rapping' before it was cool and before it quite gets cool. All that notwithstanding, I think this is some really cooking '70's-type happening weirdness! What do you think?
And then Dave Babish replied thusly:
"Ahh - Anna Post. Perhaps, in my opinion, one of Living Waters' most "undersung" grooves, and perhaps one of the purest rockers. I found this one on tape while in college. A real showcase of the above-average Living Waters vocals in that chorus. Space for Tony to drive. The song that perhaps most deserves a pulsing lighting rig. The reason for Greg's high tops.
Mark, Greg, Dave, etc, I always liked how many of your songs were about a particular story, a particular experience. A lot of your music was written from first person:
"I see a boat on the horizon..."
"I prayed for you..."
"Make me free."
"When I look at myself and at others..."
Good stuff.
thanks,
Dave"
It really was one of our best pure 'rock' songs I think.
Quite a different story created out of a...PLAY ON WORDS!...imagine that.
Enjoy...Peace
Mark L.
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