I have been coming back to this "Jigsaw Girl" year after year since I first wrote the song in 2012. I think it has me puzzled ...
So for the forth time running I set out to try and improve on the previous take, with a strong focus on the piano in particular. As I quickly acknowledged, being committed to self-improvement is one thing, actually getting your fingers to do the work is another :-/ No, I needed someone who's serious about wiggling fingers ... And that's where Eva comes into play :-)
For someone like me whose musical tuition amounts to two years of heavily dodged 30 minute weekly piano lessons at Mrs Brown's, Mitcham Surrey between 1975-76, it was admittedly a bit daunting to ask if in between two Chopin's, a Liszt and a Rachmaninoff she had time to fiddle around with a Jigsaw ... However, as I can now happily report, Eva is not only an accomplished performer, piano teacher and a highly talented composer, she is also quite simply a very generous and lovely person to collaborate with.
The work that she put into this adaptation went far beyond my expectations, changing the mood in a drastic and delightful way. To such an extent that I thought it would be criminal not to use her performance as a standalone instrumental piece, therefore turning the original more fully-orchestrated version into this "simple" piano / vox.
A big, BIG thank you Eva for this musical treat ;-)
Please visit Eva's page here : https://soundcloud.com/skwarek2000 and pick any piece you like. You can't go wrong :-)
Lyrics :
I see the curl of your lips on the rim of a glass
And the curve of your hips on the long summer grass
I've got the perfume you wore on the tip of my tongue
I've even got your number, as if you'd answer after all I've done
Made the wrong fucking choice when I took you to bed
I've got the top of your voice in the back of my head
And your nails like a rake in the thick of my hair
And I can hear you murmur "What have I done ?"
It's a curse, a mirage ... some trick of the light
Where are you ?
It's the chance that we missed when I left you behind
And the blow of your kiss that seeps through my mind
Like the sun on your breasts through the Venetian blinds
And I don't want to let go
We were partners in crime building castles in Spain
Stealing moments in time that cling to my brain
Like the silk of your dress as we danced in the rain
And I can see a rainbow
Yes, I can see a rainbow
My jigsaw girl ...
