I’ve always been fascinated by a great cover—those nifty, musical do-overs that take an original recording of a song and create something unexpected with it. Lousy musicians produce lousy covers; it often happens when spare-bedroom-bands want to make a little money at a local gig by pretending to be Queen. Or something like that.
Extraordinary musicians produce extraordinary covers. Like an artist who re-purposes old objects, or a master quilter who sews together old fabric in new patterns, a great musician can take existing clay, smash it down on the potter’s wheel, and spin like crazy until something new emerges. It often bears little resemblance to the original, but that’s what’s so wonderful about it.