Discovering the jazz architecture hiding inside a 90s rock song is my favorite kind of treasure hunt, and "That Song" by Big Wreck was a goldmine. Released by the Canadian band in 1998, it's got everything I chase in a cover: a driving, almost manic electric guitar hook I could hear crying out for an acoustic reckoning, and lyrics steeped in the unrequited longing that keeps finding its way into everything I record. We stripped the song down and let it ache instead of roar. Then, John Daversa's trumpet showed up and pulled it somewhere even more crunchy... past typical jazz-pop and into something with real dissonant yumminess. My Canadian roots are showing here too, just filtered through more angst and more wistfulness. This one's for anyone who's connected a lover to a particular song, and felt the sting every time you heard it.