This piece was originally written as a song, with lyrics by Heather Wastie which were adapted as the piece developed. It concerned the feelings of someone who had been continually hounded by the press. Its origins mean that it needs to be vocalized, and should be performed preferably in a blues singing style. Pressed & Dried was recorded on the CD - 'Safer Sax'.
There's a stranger At my door Don't think I can take it Any more I never asked you to come here like you do Now you've found me out The story's true So what's new?
Take your snap-shots Show it all Choose your headlines Have a ball And when it's over and there's nothing left to hide Torn and twisted, you've squeezed me dry They believe what they read Truth or lies So blatantly exposing me Can't you see?
Pressed and dried On display Caught and tried Made to pay
There's another stranger At my door Living on my doorstep Knows the score And as I watch you from my darkened room and cry It makes me wonder why, oh why They believe what they read Truth or lies So blatantly exposing me Why choose me?