These Dreams of You

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At Olympic Studios off Baker Street the next day, the session starts late. The band spends most of the morning and early afternoon waiting outside in a van for another session to finish; Reg and Jasmine don’t speak. He tries to tell her about the conversation under the Wimpy overhang in the downpour, but she doesn’t want to hear about it.

Once in the recording studio, there’s further delay over the tuning of the guitars, and discussion about replacing a whistle in the song’s middle-eight with a flute. Because there’s no time left, the session is necessarily brief, two takes, the second in the can. “You changed one of the lines,” Jasmine complains to Reg and he explains, “Made it a bit our own, yeah?” and she says, “Yeah, well, the bloke who wrote it has this funny idea the song is his.” She’s bitching about everything today, thinks Reg.