Okay, I went for it, man. I feel like my recent recordings sound like ass, but then again, I wanna keep on updating this blog. I think this song has potential, so I may continue to work on it, doin' some revisions and the like. So, here's what I'll call the rough version, yesiree.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
I'm not sure what this song's called. I recorded it about 2 months or so ago, before I moved. It's about Captain Picard bein' too busy to have a girlfriend; I call it "Captain Picard," but since I've written lots of songs about him, I feel like I should be more specific in the title. Maybe something more like "Captain Picard's Got Too Much Responsibility" or something along those lines. I'd've put it out there earlier, but I felt like the vocals sucked, and I wanted to re-record them again. But now that I'm in the land of smog, my voice sounds like poopies all the time, and it might be a while before I could re-record them and have it sound good. But a good friend o' mine heard the song and didn't say the vocals sucked, so that gave me more responsibility. Oh, damn, I'm too tired. More confidence, not responsibility.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Download spaceship.mp3 When I dreamed about this song, I was walkin' thru a parking lot with one o' my ex-boyfriends, and HE actually had written the song. He was playing it for me, I think, with a radio or something. Or maybe the song was just playing by itself, like a soundtrack. It was a nice, sweet, sappy little love song. Which maybe goes with the melody better than the apocalyptic lyrics I added to it in my waking life. I don't care.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Anywayyyyys, I wrote a new song this week, but, sadly, it's a plagiarism of a song I've already written. I'm-a-gonna record it and post it anyway, cuz what the hell. No one'll be able to tell anyway, cuz I'm the only one who's heard the other song I plagiarized. Hah.
So, yeah, man, stay tuned until I either 1. find that I CAN, indeed, mooch offa the work-computers for internet stuff or 2. break down and get internet service at my place, once ATT&T fixes the dumb telephone wires that've been chewed through by either a squirrel or a rat.