I was eighteen and had a gig with my community theater, and they were doing a western-ish play with a saloon scene and they asked me to play one song: Cool Water, an eternally great song by the late Bob Nolan, who has written some wonderful stuff. But I'd heard some movie themes at the time that got real sophisticated harmonically with things like Red River Valley or something, and so I thought it would be a cool thing to mess with the chords and I mean really change the harmony parts extremely, maybe even making it minor in the major places and major in the minor. i thought it'd be like, refreshing, thought i was being very original with the tune, but the only way you'd know it was Cool Water was if you heard the words. Chordally and melodically I was indulging myself at the expense of this simple beautifully written song. So when it came time to play everybody in the audience was like, WTF. They were kinda like the way people get when they hear Jonathan and Darlene Edwards. To this day i will wake up in the middle of the night and SO wish i had given these lovely people in my home town and an earnest rendition of a great song. But No-o-o-o-....