Some songs grow up alongside their brothers and sisters, creeping out of the same subconscious muck in a certain place, and coming of age around the same time. I think those songs like to live with their song cycle family on an album. Other songs like to live alone. “The Night Was Old” is one of those songs, either too shy or too boisterous to live comfortably next to other songs. The song dropped fully formed into my life one night between tours in a dingy Brooklyn practice space, a bold and flamboyant wannabe house music pop song, complete with bad puns and embarrassingly earnest word play, to take my hand and tell me it was okay, to say sometimes even the biggest of cities are too small to share with a lover who makes you feel a failure, and to say that leaving doesn’t always mean running away, even if you don’t know where you’re going. I took 20 minutes to jot the song down, packed my car, and drove out of town, to where the stars were clearer, and I could lay my head to rest in peace.Lonesome Leash's next New Orleans show is with O'Death at the BEATnik Nov. 8.