Hurtling towards oblivion thanks to a giant catapult owned by a foul-mouthed voodoo child, he sends a final lewd finger gesture back to the world he sought escape from.
Unbeknownst to him, Voodoo Boy may have a vested interest in using him…
The final version of this track:
When escaping events that are falling apart, be leery of strangers offering gifts - particularly when they look like something out of Children Of The Corn and they offer to lob you into orbit with a giant catapult…
A further march down the road in acl's evolution - and one of the many directions we've been dying to get to... it's, ummm, water-y. (And this song is especially dedicated to J Wentz.)
The first version.
This is the first and only song I wrote on [arrsuarez](http://alonetone.com/arrsuarez)'s Christmas gift to me, a mbira that he lovingly crafted by hand.
PS If winter doesn't pass soon, it's sunny here!
she turned to me and asked in her broken english, 'How old are you?'
'25'
She made a motion of a plane taking off with her hand.
'Your plane has already left'
Standing in the shower last summer one weekend when my family was out of town, missing them. It made me think about how empty life is without the ones I love most. Also worked in some imagery I've been toying with for a number of years--the river…
rpmchallenge is exhausting. even when you don't have kids, or aren't taking classes, or don't have lots of vocational responsibilities. so, I didn't give up. I finished. but I thought about calling it quits. this song was a thought along the way…
great melodies here. i like how you build a grove. love the choral keys. i tend to like these kinds of drum loops as well.
never give up . rust never sleeps and all that
tim
Sundays have always been a disappointment for me. If you've never spent the entire day just moving about, drinking beer, enjoying the weather and putting off the upcoming week, you should. Maybe not every week.
this song makes me think of a splintered piece of wood.
lyrics:
It's a cold day out, the kind where you think you're missing
the longer days with the sun beating on your face
but you're beside me and I think
the cold was a gift to lead…
Recent Comments
love that exotic lead rhythm, that could've kept going, and the beats...reminds me of my own stuff :)
AMUC, you're right on my wavelength: bizarre, original, intriguing, crazy out there...speak to me o strange one.
i love the call and response/echo of this. man, making two albums back to back, you must be exhausted, no? and thanks for your uber kind comments :)
Well said. (Sorry for the spam... I can't sleep. :)
It's close to melancholy. Pretty.
Layers...we lurvs the layers. Just beautiful!
OH SUDARA, THIS IS LOVELY!! It's SO melodious, and multi-layered. I know it can't be easy to play! Great work. (with a nod to A!) PS If winter doesn't pass soon, it's sunny here!
i once lived in tempe i like your arangments . clever and smart
friends are great, you are so right, power to your friends tim
all of this is very captivating
talented friends
great melody and playing
clean
good story i know i know i had it coming. great job i love songs like this
you remind me of my dead friend. i miss him
great melodies here. i like how you build a grove. love the choral keys. i tend to like these kinds of drum loops as well. never give up . rust never sleeps and all that tim
perfect little harmony here and there. i work on sundays so i woudl have to write a song called "best Saturday" oh well
nice mix. great change at 28 seconds. hope you are not driving !!!
like the emotional waver in your voice. good close harmonies
spooky in a good way, makes me smile and laugh to myself. thinking of the serious side of the twilight zone