There is most definitely a live version....with a verse and talking intro not included here in the dining room. By the way, are you signed up for the Walter Becker Newsletter...? Hummm?
And because this little ditty seems to have a life of its own, we've come across it yet again in the DAT stacks...and it's a real surprise. We'll get to that one too, some day.
@ShaunMac, I absolutely agree. Great lyric. This song is full of them. The stripped down one man and his guitar version here really serves the song well.
For anyone unaware, a spitback is a methadone dose placed into an addicts mouth at the clinic but secretly not swallowed. The dose, which later would have been spit back out, is later sold or traded, in this case for "six pack and cigarettes and such."
The mention here of spitbacks, traded for six packs or cigarettes sitting next to cold cuts and good sandwiches is so casual that its rather haunting to me, as removed from that world as I am. It makes for a very powerful lyric and a damn fine song.
There is most definitely a live version....with a verse and talking intro not included here in the dining room. By the way, are you signed up for the Walter Becker Newsletter...? Hummm?
And because this little ditty seems to have a life of its own, we've come across it yet again in the DAT stacks...and it's a real surprise. We'll get to that one too, some day.
to tell you the truth, I don't know! Never heard a demo but that doesn't mean much
@D-Mod: Just curious, was a demo ever recorded of Methadone Clinic or is the live version all that exists?
Oh my. What a song. I love the fragility of it. Chills! Thank you so much for this. Happy 2019 y'all.
@ShaunMac, I absolutely agree. Great lyric. This song is full of them. The stripped down one man and his guitar version here really serves the song well.
For anyone unaware, a spitback is a methadone dose placed into an addicts mouth at the clinic but secretly not swallowed. The dose, which later would have been spit back out, is later sold or traded, in this case for "six pack and cigarettes and such."
The mention here of spitbacks, traded for six packs or cigarettes sitting next to cold cuts and good sandwiches is so casual that its rather haunting to me, as removed from that world as I am. It makes for a very powerful lyric and a damn fine song.