Wayne Willingham, long retired from music, has returned. Redesigned as a singer-songwriter, two albums so far, with more to come. The voice is still there – perhaps clearer and more expressive. The hands are back – and then some.
lyrics
It doesn't matter if you're red or blue or
Black or white or brown,
Doesn't matter if you're any shade at all
Doesn't matter if you're rich or poor
Or if you're up or down
Doesn't matter if you're short or if you're tall
What matters is love. Love.
All that really matters is love.
What matters is love. Love.
It matters that we share each other's love.
It doesn't matter where you're going
Doesn't matter where you've been
Doesn't matter if you're young or gettin' old
Doesn't matter where you worship
Doesn't matter, thick or thin,
Doesn't matter what you've bought or what you've sold
What matters is love. Love.
All that really matters is love.
What matters is love. Love.
It matters that we share each other's love.
What matters is love. Love.
All that really matters is love.
What matters is love. Love.
It matters that we share each other's love.
Erudite chamber pop that hearkens back to the elegant and experimental production of the 1960s, swinging from melancholia to playfulness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 13, 2016
"Advice Column" is a new collaborative project featuring tracks written, recorded, and produced remotely during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable May 14, 2020