Friday, June 5, 2015

Not As Politically Incorrect As It Appears On The Face Of Things

I must provide a wee bit of explanation here so nobody thinks I'm a big, politically incorrect jerk. The guy in the song who sez, "I don't talk to Indians" is Native American, and he's sayin' it to be all ironic. He doesn't wanna talk to his brother cuz he's in a bad mood, and so he sez that.

This song is another one of those songs where dudes talking in Skins form the basis of the melody and all that. It was kinda nifty, and cool, too, that I stumbled upon a line of dialogue where the dude speakin' actually utters a tritone. Tritones are cool cuz they sound so weird.

The 2 dudes talkin'? Y'know? The 2 samples are taken from the same scene, but they're kinda unrelated (except they're talking in the same key). And the singing part, I dunno how related it is to what the 2 guys are sayin', neither.

See, yesterday, I took a nap and asked my unconscious mind to give me a dream about whatever song I was gonna write that day. The dream told me the lyrics of the first verse (yay). The dream also indicated that I should take dialogue from that particular scene. In a sense, then, all the stuff in this song is related, but the connections aren't apparent to the typical, average, common-garden-variety listener. The connections came from the unconscious, and those types of connections are always a bit weird and loose-seeming. Yesiree.

Technically speaking, although this song was derived from the same process as the ones on the album I'm working on, I know this song's gonna go on a different album.

Monday, June 1, 2015

Stupid Mister Yellow Lodge

This is a song where one of the main characters (Mogie) feels all bad because he forgot his son's birthday, and he makes the observation: "Y'know, our dad forgot our birthdays, every one." This song is about how his dad (Mister Yellow Lodge) is not very nice. It's weird that it comes out that way - where I'm calling him "Mister," rather than "Sonny" (his first name), as if I'm singing from the point of view of a kid, cuz kids are more likely to call someone "Mister so and so" rather than their first name. It's like the song is from  the vantage point of someone who's the same age as Mogie back when his dad was forgetting all his birthdays.

It's weird because I think I may have completed the album I've been working on, but I'm still writing songs for it. I don't know if this'll be a bonus track or if there'll end up being a whole separate album or whatnot.

I'm a-plannin' on puttin' the whole album on this blog, all the songs in the proper order, and all that, but I gotta do a wee bit of re-mixing of some of the songs (or at least that's my excuse for not puttin' it out there right now, right fucking now).

If you're stumblin' across this part of the blog for the first time, see the earlier entries to see what I'm talking 'bout. Poopity poopy poopy ones.