Mr. HUTCHINSON: I wrote the song - I was living in New York for the summer, and I was underage, and I was - I just - I couldn't get into any of the bars, and the clubs, and I kind of wrote the song, convincing myself I didn't need to get in there to have a good time, sort of. Mr. HUTCHINSON: Right. MARTIN: Want to play it? Rock and roll eric hutchinson lyrics. But I mean, it's like, if you weren't cynical, I don't know how you all would, like, get through the day. And so I started kind of calling everybody that I knew, that I'd met over the years, and trying to get people together. Doesn't count 'cause the room is spinning.
MARTIN: Is the point of the blue-eyed soul thing to signal to white people, he's one of us, he's one of us? Ah na na na na na na na na na na na... Paroles2Chansons dispose d'un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM). You probably can say it in a cooler way than I can. And that was something that was always important to me. It must be folk, or I must - like Nirvana or something or, you know. But it's not just surface stuff. And if I trace back all the people that I love, it was Stevie Wonder's Motown. So, I just sent him a, you know, a MySpage message shot in the dark. Rock and roll by eric hutchinson. MARTIN: Now, the term blue-eyed soul hasn't reared its ugly head too often... Mr. HUTCHINSON: Right. And it definitely shook me a lot. So, when I thought of the songs, you know, I saw - I always thought of it as being a little bit hurtful I guess.
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Going to Europe hopefully, and then Japan, which is going to be exciting. But I mean, I like all kinds of music, and it's sort of frustrating to, kind of, be pushed into one genre. How did you - what, what happened? It's easier to get the emphasis on that one correctly. MARTIN: So, you must be, like, folk. MARTIN: To you in everything you do. To make sure he's fitting in and living large. MARTIN: Do you think though, you know, we've used this term - we're using this term in politics, and in culture, that we're post-racial. MARTIN: You look a lot younger than you are. He's been waiting around the weekend. MARTIN: What about that? You know, it's regular life. I wrote the songs most of the time, you know, from frustration.
MARTIN: Don't start with me. He's playing songs from his new album "Sounds Like This. And then, like maybe a week after it came out, a friend of mine from high school, I'd sent the record to him and he really liked it. And just like a real unexpected kind of frenzy. MARTIN: Your sound, at least on this album, it's kind of, like, hey, you know, it's all right... MARTIN: Everything's fine. After all the travel this year, I just - I look - I feel I don't look good.
It turns out I was kind of right. Thanks for having me. MARTIN: I interviewed a guy, a spiritual leader, and he said, there's a saying in his practice: Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. They were chastising me for allowing that term to come through. Mr. HUTCHINSON: Both, both. Oh, his music, what's its sound like and you got to give them a little, you know, oh it's Stevie Wonder meets blah, blah, blah or something. I think - usually blue-eyed soul is a sort of insulting term. I don't know, you know, it's tough because I am white and I play the guitar so, you know, when I show up places people want to make, you know, kind of pigeon hole me in certain places, and stuff like that. They can roll with the punches. Mr. HUTCHINSON: So, I mean pretty much I made the album, and I've spent so much time and energy and resources making the album I didn't really know what I was going to do with it once I was done, you know.
But all's well that ends well. MARTIN: Eric Hutchinson's debut album is titled, "Sounds Like This. " Mr. HUTCHINSON: I'll play it. Mr. HUTCHINSON: Singing with soul, I think, is not a racial thing. And so, I went off and made this album myself. My parents bought an early CD player because they'd just released the entire Beatles catalogue on CD. Fancy drinks and fifty-dollar cover charge. And the look she gives.
And so, I was just selling it at my shows, and we had it on iTunes. It's never like an end of a chapter really, or a clean end. Disregard the lies that he will tell. MARTIN: I was curious about that because I heard the album before I heard all of what had gone on. They don't care how they get there. Accuracy and availability may vary. But I kind of thought the songs were sort of - have talked always to myself, or something like that, you know? I kind of, like, have to agree with that. Mr. HUTCHINSON: Exactly. Everything ends up being in the pop rock category. Heineken and New Castle. MARTIN: OK, let's play it.
It was kind of like that. MARTIN: And I understand that the internet also played a role in your being discovered again, that the celebrity blogger Perez Hilton... Mr. HUTCHINSON: Yeah, Perez Hilton. It was people who just believed in the music, you know, which was good. Mr. HUTCHINSON: I actually just had a conversation with some of my friends about this really. Mr. HUTCHINSON: Almost always melody. All blue-eyed soul music means that you're white, and you're singing. And you know, how they start their day listening to it. I mean, a pleasant surprise. What do you think of that term? But I mean, I think these days, it's just you need to be able to explain to somebody quickly. All depends, so ditch the friends and grab a cab. Don't tell him I said that.
And I think I sort of tend to make them happier to cheer myself up, or something like that.