poop
I had to do just one more song this year. Just one more. It's about how I got covid this year and it did me some good. True story! Mix 2 is better. The poops above are cryptic. They're there for a reason, but it's a cryptic reason.
poop
I had to do just one more song this year. Just one more. It's about how I got covid this year and it did me some good. True story! Mix 2 is better. The poops above are cryptic. They're there for a reason, but it's a cryptic reason.
Here's a little ditty about it being the end of the year. It's based on a little ditty I did in the beginning of the year. "2023 was nice" is the new one and "2023" is the one from a year ago, minus 2 days. I'm always a little sad when a year ends, cuz I get all sentimental and weird. Mix 2 might be better.
Here's a little ditty I wrote back in 2015. Oddly, I was watching Grey's Anatomy last night, and there was a song on it that sounded a lot like this one. Rather than being horrified that a song already exists, much like this one, I got all in the mood to do another recording of it. It's a sad song, just a general sad song. A sad song about a sad man. The picture is of the sad man.
That Night Before Christmas Show
This is my Christmas song for this year. Remember that show that used to air in the 1980s called "the Night Before Christmas?" The only thing I remember about it is a fucked up clock. My brother recently said something about a dog ghost in it, and I'm all, "huh?" I'm, like, realizing my memory ain't as good as I thought it was. This is the Fun-With-Tritones-Christmas song.
Okay, it is January 20, 2024; upon listening to this song, I realized it needed an instrumental bridge. Here's it with one inserted, the latter half of which is rap stuff on top of it. But I think the rap part might make the bridge too long, as if it's wandering away from the song:
Night before xmas beefier beefed up
Here's one with a better transition between the regular song and the instrumental:
Night before xmas beefier beefed up2
Here's a version with an instrumental bridge, closer to what I'd initially been imagining:
This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 3. It's about the girlfriend hearing a thump coming from upstairs and wondering if her boyfriend fell over. Suddenly, a sense o' relief comes over her, as she thinks, "maybe he fell down dead." Then she realizes, that's maybe not a good sign to be relieved that your boyfriend is dead.
I'm gonna re-do the instrumental part of this song. As soon as you hear it, you'll probably have a good idea why. Anyway, it's a song about how America has and insomnia epidemic, and it's because aliens come in the night and steal our sleep. Apparently, said sleep, is a vast energy source for these aliens. They use it as rocket fuel and stuff. In any event, stay tuned for a version (hopefully tomorrow) that'll have an instrumental section that is a little less...um, piercing? Something like that.
Hmmm, the instrumental part's kinda growing on me. I'll see how I feel in the morning, yessiree, man.Edit: It's yesterday's tomorrow (or, in other words, today), and I re-did the instrumental part. Here it is with the re-did instrumental part, and a little add-on thingy at the end:
This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 3. Yes, I have memories of my life bein' grey when I was with that dude. I was all, yay, I'm happy cuz I'm with a dude. But the color of my life was simultaneously grey.
If He Finds Out I'm Talking To Them
Here's the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 3. Yup, yes, yessiree, more boyfriend-controllingness, as mister controlling butthole man continues to persist in isolating his girlfriend from her friend.This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship, Part 3. The crappy boyfriend tells the girl she has to give up all her friends. Cuz they smoke weed. Or cannabis, as he calls it. If you know anything about abusive relationships, you probably know that isolating one's partner from their friends (and family) is an abusive-boyfriend strategy. Poopity poop.
This is probably the 5,000th song where I'm attempting to sound like a drunk church. There are actually some drunk church-y moments, which I'll call a success, cuz usually, I don't sound like a drunk-church when I'm trying to; and, occasionally, I end up sounding like a drunk-church, when I'm not tryin' to do it. In any event, I listened to my first abortive attempt at writing the song, "Half Blind and Out of Balance," the other day; and there was one moment in the song that I'd forgotten about, one part that I really liked. I figured, hey, let's put that part into a new song, woohoo. This is just a demo, by the way. I'm hopin' to flesh this out at some point.