But with most of the songs being super personal to me, it has always been really important that it sounds like me. I’ve thought about that a lot and there are definitely pluses - I’m not great at guitar or drums. Though it’s now your solo project, Ritt Momney used to be a larger recording band. Ritt’s reimagined version of Corinne Bailey Rae’s 2006 track is exploding globally with over 97 million streams worldwide.Below, Rutter talks about why he wanted to cover Rae’s song in particular, his recent record deal with Disruptor/Columbia and what he wants to discuss with the project’s namesake, Sen. Ritt Momney is the solo project of 20 year-old Salt Lake City native, Jack Rutter, which began as an indie rock band and became a personal outlet for Jack after his bandmates left on Mormon missions and his girlfriend left for college. It’s doing well because it’s a cover of one of the greatest pop songs of all time. I added some 808 kicks and 16th-note high hats, but that is not why the cover is doing well. That Corinne and her co-writers created a song that can be as well-received in 2020 as it was in the late 2000s is a huge artistic accomplishment. The way this cover has propelled my career has been crazy.
Part of me immediately wanted to analyze the song, to find some technically abstract chord within it so I could justify my love for it to my musical ego. I heard Put Your Records On again more recently and felt something I hadn’t let a pop song make me feel in a long time. I believe this mindset (that I’ve since largely escaped) completely ignores the true purpose of music: to make you feel. Anything in the vein of Put Your Records On was contradictory to the “sophisticated music consumer” image I was trying to create for myself. Music was no longer about how it made me feel as much as it was about how it made others feel about me. Anything on the radio was “basic.” If I played a song in the car and people knew it well enough to sing along, I changed it. Since the years I was listening to it on the radio in the back of a minivan, I drifted away from the song and pop music in general. I didn’t understand ANYTHING about the song (or music at all), I just enjoyed it. The chorus would come and everyone in the car would sing. My mom would play it on the way to soccer practice or to Grandpa and Grandma’s house. But there was one song that really felt like sunshine and freshly cut grass and that was ‘Put Your Records On’ by Corinne Bailey Rae.
I listened to whatever my mom played, and loved almost all of it. Most music I heard when I was 6 or 7, I heard in the car.
I hadn’t yet disillusioned myself to believe that popular songs were bad because they were popular. I hadn’t started considering myself ‘an indie kid’ and letting that dictate what I liked and what I didn’t. I didn’t know there was such thing as a music ‘industry.’ I hadn’t yet commodified my music taste as a way to impress people. And ‘Put Your Records On’ is done really, really well. Art, done well, tends to bring about this realization. You can remember why you loved something and love it again, for different reasons or for the same. If you give the past a closer look, a fonder look, you’ll likely notice something that transcends the stages of your life. I think we’re often pressured to push through nostalgia, to “keep moving forward,” but recently I’ve been thinking a lot about the potential we could be missing out on if we ignore the things we loved about the past. Nostalgia’s always gonna be there, in some form, for anything you leave behind. Ritt Momney – Corrine Bailey Rae’s ‘Put Your Records On’
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