Archive for June, 2009

Back and feeling fine.

I’m super, thanks for asking!

SO, I got back from my St. Simon’s trip part deux just a little while ago, and I feel pretty good.  I even wrote a little ditty as soon as I got back which probably won’t amount to much but which was fun to do for a five-minute jam session, but mostly I’m too tired to mess with that sort of stuff now.  Anyway if you don’t mind curse words, and obscure in-jokes, feel free to listen.

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lyrics:

this is such a happy fucking song
every note in a major key
yes & i’m sticking to my guns,
even if it turns out a motherfucking turkey
and even dear old mom wants to murder me

& i swear the world outside
& i swear the world outside’s not burning

doin pretty fuckin good so far but
if you could bottle this shit and sell it off
i’d pro’bly end up with half a bottle
and not a single sale to speak of
and me sitting here feeling like a jerk-off

but i swear the world i know
i swear the world i know is oh so, so pretty

I may talk more about St. Simon’s later on, or maybe not, but suffice it to say, good times were had, and now I will pay the price for that good time by working my ass off this week.  Hope everyone else had as good a weekend as I did, and will have an easier week than I will.  That’s all I can say for now.

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Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.

– Dr. Seuss

Yes, by the melodrama above you can probably tell that, yes, I’m leaving, but fear not this departing, gentle reader, for it shall only be a  few days.  I’ve decided that since my wife is off on her trip, I’m going off to see two old friends in St. Simon’s Island, GA.  Be nice to get away for a minute, though I already know there are going to be some consequences at work over this.   It’s just bad luck or timing, really, that I decide to go back down there during the busiest month we’ve had out of the past eight or so months.  But the plans are made and frankly, it wouldn’t be happening at all if my wife weren’t already out of town.  This might be the first trip I’ve taken somewhere on my own in, oh, seven years or so.  Scary thought.

So here goes……catch up with you later.

Quick update

Second take of new song here.

First take of weird other song here.

As to the first song, it’s really got potential but I just don’t think I’m ready to flesh it out yet.

The second song is actually kind of a retaping of an improv piece that my friends S, J, and I did years ago….it’s more or less just a sentimental favorite.

Anyway.  Have a good one.

More fruit borne by the subtle gift of domestic argument.

Round one of this battle of wits is over.  I got some parts laid down in the end, but still very unsure of where to go from here.

Hear it here.

Note: yeah, it’s called “ukulele song”, so where’s the ukulele?  The uke track was the first track I put down initially, and it holds all the major chord changes.  But then in the middle of recording I decided to make a drastic change and had to delete it.  Hopefully I can bring it back, but not for a day at least.  The basic direction of the song is well established, but there are major instrument parts yet to be devised; you’ll hear their obvious absence when you hear it.

Here are the lyrics, humble and silly as they are :
DON’T GO THERE
WE’VE BEEN THERE ALREADY
YOU’RE ANGRY I CAN SEE
BUT WAIT A MINUTE MORE

NOW DON’T GET A KNIFE
& DON’T GO FOR THE MACHETE
DON’T GO, JUST DON’T GO

WHATEVER IN THE WORLD COULD CHANGE ME
(I DON’T KNOW)
BUT OF ALL THE PEOPLE PASSING BY ME
YOU’RE ONE OF THE FEW I CARE TO KNOW
IS IT SAD TO SAY IT? WELL ITS TRUE

IT’S YOU THAT HEARS ME WHEN I’M SPEAKING WAY TOO SOFTLY
IT’S YOU THAT KEEPS ME WALKING AND CHEWING GUM
IT’S YOU THAT HELPS ME WHEN I’M ON MY WAY TO FALLING DOWN
IT’S YOU, MORE THAN THEM IT’S YOU, ABOVE ALL IT’S YOU

TRY TO STICK AROUND
WE’VE BEEN THROUGH THIS ALREADY
YOU’RE ANGRY I CAN HEAR
THE WORDS ARE VERY CLEAR

DON’T GO RIGHT
DON’T GO LEFT
DON’T GO, JUST DON’T GO

I’ll followup tomorrow, hopefully with a ukulele part at least, and we’ll make some sense of the ending.

Poetic Champions Compose

Right now I’ve hit a bit of a hump as far as music goes.  I’m working on two at the moment, and I’m so far not really liking the progress of either.  So I’ll keep doing a bit here and there and eventually decide whether or not it was worth it.  I’ll post them either way of course.

My wife and both kids are all out of town this week; you’d think I would be flipping out over it, because I always complain I get no time to do my own seminal brand of kick-ass music, but as I kinda figured, Kick-Ass Music (hereafter KAM) doesn’t give a shit if you have time or not.  KAM rains down like mana from heaven, and you better just take KAM when you can get KAM.  Like, right now, KAM is just misting and teasing me with its promises.  OK, I know the deal, KAM:  You’ll be here when you get here, and not one second sooner!  😐

And I do miss my family, although I’m doing my best to be naughty and do all the things I should do when they are gone.    Right now, I’m drinking something called Four LOKO, which is like some kind of wine cooler with taurine and ginseng mixed with cough syrup.  See there?, not much chance of me drinking that on a regular day (or any other day after today, either).  I poured it out into a pint glass and immediately got the runs.  No, I didn’t, but it was bad (yes, yes I did). So anyway I’m drinking this stuff come Hell, high-water, or really bad headache.  You know why?  Because I’m pretending to be a bad-ass bachelor, Mofuggers.  This ain’t even an act, Jones, I feel like one seriously badical dude.

So, just as soon as I finish writing into my diary, I’m a hop all over that shit.

With apologies to little girls everywhere.

New song here.

Well, first of all I promise I’m not some deranged lunatic.

I just got it in my head the other day that I should do some kind of A Capella ditty, not because my voice warrants that kind of treatment, but more because it’s a great way to write songs.  It has that same kind of spontaneity in recording, and is really challenging at the same time.  So what to sing about?  Well.

I decided, first of all, I’m not going to do yet another lamentation on love unrequited.  That’s just been done to death, and honestly I don’t have it in me since, by all measures, things are pretty good here on that front.  So I went back to my youth: what’s a great thing to sing about when you don’t have any other ideas?  Child abduction, of course.  Wha?   It’s a long story, but yeah, for various reasons (none of which are really worth getting into), that seems to be a kind of role that is fun to play for a singer.  I knew I wanted this one to have sort of a middle-eastern-tribal-cum-Josquin Desprez sort of feel, and since I don’t know how to sing in Farsi, I figured why not just do something a little insane.  And so I did, and it is.

Take it or leave it, I think it turned out appropriately creepy, and was fun to do, although the last thirty seconds of it are pretty sloppy.  I am pleased with the lyrics, which are here:

hello little girl
would you like some candy
(cause my candy is really very handy
many flavors & many brands)
i noted you as you approached the van

these treats is so motherfucking good
you think you shouldn’t but i know you should

reach out here to me
that gleam you see
is not handcuffs
that gleam you see is not
come back here!
come back here –

oh no she got away
(where did she
where did she go now)

I’m just overjoyed that I finally seem to have found a good way to keep the high-end of my vocals without sacrificing too much gain.  That took me, 0h, around two months to figure out, and now of course I want to go back and fix all the previous stuff I’ve done, but I’ll save that for later.

Anyway, where did the time go?  I started this jig at 12:30, and now it’s almost 3:00 in the morning.  Bye now!

With apologies to Seth

It’s all just a ruse.

My old friend Seth, who is also very good at singing words and playing sounds, and who I haven’t personally seen in well over seven or eight years or so, has a bunch of demos out there in the ether, and one of them came my way recently, which of course I have jabbered about before.  I had been impressed with several songs I’d heard and decided that one day I’d screw it all up by doing one of those long-distance collaborative things that we so commonly hear about in this Age of the Internet.  Well I finally got around to it this evening, and I’m pleased with the results, although objectively I’m not entirely sure whether I’ve made it better or worse, or just different.

But yes, it was was fun, and part of me is still extremely awe-struck that one in this day and aforementioned age is able to make music with someone from miles away, and have it sound this clear.  There is just so much we can do now with computers; it truly is a mind-boggling realization, if you take a moment to catalog all the small changes that have accumulated in the past decade.


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Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame - Charles Bukowski

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Mr. Bungle - California

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