Online songwriting workshop tossed me a fun challenge -- write a winter holiday (read "Christmas") song. I am no fan of Christmas songs, neither traditional nor pop, so this kinda pagan thing came out. :-)
If you don't know who Daniel Johnston was, start with his Wikipedia page, then be sure to find the "Jeremiah the Innocent" street art -- a stalk-eyed alien frog who asks, "Hi! How are you?"
Dave Smith passed away this week. His Desktop Evolver was the first hardware synth to capture my imagination and it's a core part of my instrument today. RIP Dave.
Burning Eyes is the precuel for Four Walls it tells the story of crimes of this man and how he doesn't recognize himself once he looks his own reflect in a puddle of water... enjoy!
**Song-writing Demo for FAWM 2022**
Song number 13
Written Saturday 19th February 2022
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UPDATE: 8 Hours after posting I just spotted that I listened to and favourited a song called... um... "We're Done" by oldfolks2 - check it out…
There is a story behind this song. I'll leave it at that for now.
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Moonlight shined through the trees in the woods
A barred owl called and I understood
Nocturnal presence flew silently by
I tried…
There is a story behind this song. I'll leave it at that for now.
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Moonlight shined through the trees in the woods
A barred owl called and I understood
Nocturnal presence flew silently by
I tried…
Neil Young said once that the guitar gives you the song. This was written on a requinto, a six-string tuned a fourth above a standard guitar. Thanks to Terri Hendrix and Lloyd Maines for inspiration.
Using a technique copped from David Byrne (similar to the process Jagger and Richards call "a vowel movement"), this tune began as a riff and chords, then as melody with nonsense syllables until some words volunteered to occupy the lyric space.
Walked into the rehearsal room one September first, banged out the major chords on fresh strings, found the 6/8 meter, and thought of friends whose relationship was being severely tested.
Comments on EstudioChispa's stuff
Written so long ago (1983 or so?), when I was listening to a lot of REM.
God, I wonder how we let it go so wrong.
Yep, a true story.
Isn't the music business full of cautionary tales? "Be careful what you wish for!"
Sure, it's a borrowed rhythmic trope, so what? :-)
I think I fell short, although I was aiming pretty high -- Otis Redding, maybe? As it is, it's not in Redding territory, but I'm okay with that.
Love, you are the air that I breathe.
Gospel for the rest of us?
The requisite nostalgic elegy.
The opener must be uptempo, right?
A song about a horse race, or a song about a race horse. RIP, strong filly. We're so sorry for what was done to you.
Dia de Muertos, of course.
Comments made by EstudioChispa
Oooof! This is a rough rough recording. Sorry! I'll try to re-do this SHORTLY!
This is now a new version of this track. Original 165 bpm was terribly slow. This one is better, IMHO, at 190.
Great groove, brilliant instrumentation. I'd be interested -- two tracks? Guitar and mandolin? Sounds great!
If you don't know who Daniel Johnston was, start with his Wikipedia page, then be sure to find the "Jeremiah the Innocent" street art -- a stalk-eyed alien frog who asks, "Hi! How are you?"
Definitely diggin' it. Here's to Dave Smith!
Great slide sound!
¡Puros choyeros metales! Saludos del centro histórico -- ¡me gusta el tiempo tan rápido!
Muy padre.
Love the vinyl crackle... :-)
Groovy!
That's a good song. I like the "acoustic demo," but do you also envision this as a rocker (2 guitars, bass, and drums)? I think it'd kill.
Oh, and GREAT PIPES part!
I like the "leave it at that for now" intro! Let the listener fill in the background; you've sketched out the foreground quite nicely.
Neil Young said once that the guitar gives you the song. This was written on a requinto, a six-string tuned a fourth above a standard guitar. Thanks to Terri Hendrix and Lloyd Maines for inspiration.
A story song; everybody needs a story song in the repertoire.
Using a technique copped from David Byrne (similar to the process Jagger and Richards call "a vowel movement"), this tune began as a riff and chords, then as melody with nonsense syllables until some words volunteered to occupy the lyric space.
Walked into the rehearsal room one September first, banged out the major chords on fresh strings, found the 6/8 meter, and thought of friends whose relationship was being severely tested.
Written so long ago (1983 or so?), when I was listening to a lot of REM.
God, I wonder how we let it go so wrong.
Yep, a true story.