Flansburgh wrote it on a ukulele. I wrote this in emotional shambles. TMBG’s “Extra Savoir-Faire,” false confidence, and the mess of showing up anyway.
I know what it’s like to try and be creative and witty when life leaves you feeling the exact opposite of that. I hope you find a sense of equanimity soon.
I think of this song as another brilliant takedown of the blowhard male ego. Also, Flansie’s vocals are so wonderful on this. Maybe one of his all-time best.
The Johns really don’t get the accolades they deserve for their vocal ranges.
I know what it’s like to try and be creative and witty when life leaves you feeling the exact opposite of that. I hope you find a sense of equanimity soon.
I think of this song as another brilliant takedown of the blowhard male ego. Also, Flansie’s vocals are so wonderful on this. Maybe one of his all-time best.
The Johns really don’t get the accolades they deserve for their vocal ranges.
Sorry about the rough patch! This is song is how I learned about savoir-faire too :)