They say an artist is his own worst critic, but what happens when the artist is a critic too? Dw. Dunphy has thrown several characters under the bus as a regular panelist on the A.M. Gold column, so he often has to justify the pointed, sometimes unkind things he says about others, all the while recognizing his judgment would one day come and kick him square in the pooper.
That day draweth nigh.
When asked why he covered Gordon Lightfoot’s unforgettable classic, Dunphy said, “It was always one of those songs that has been with me. When I was a kid my Uncle Wayne enjoyed it a lot, so that must have left an impression on me.”
Dunphy’s process for reinterpreting Lightfoot’s track was described, in characteristically self-deprecating fashion, as: “A one-take, just me and the guitar, no messing around. You can definitely tell at points I was half-awake when I sang it. And then, because I can’t leave well enough alone, I went nuts overdubbing myself all over it.”
Now it is your turn to decide if Dunphy stands up well or crumples under the weight of seventeen vocal overdubs.