Here it is take it I don't want it anymore.
Note the three-semi-related-section, one-verse format. Sure to revolutionize music.
Up until late Wednesday, my plan was to call this song "(Aw) Yeah," thus adding a third song to my collection of songs titled using the word "yeah" and a parenthetical (see: Yeah (That's Right) from week 2, and Yeah (Hell Yeah from the album). Luckily, I think, I decided that if I were someone who had never heard of me before, I would approach a song titled "(Aw) Yeah" with much skepticism. So I scrapped that.
Now you can get to my store from here without being psychic.
See left sidebar, above the album pics. Also added a nice bit about supporting independent music, which = me.
Things that I like about this song:
- the organ sound. That's my Yamaha SK 15, which insists upon being sent clean into all of my sessions, because it hates effects. Once I get my dry tracks down, I send it back out through my Krohn-Hite filter (no pictures. I'm sure you were just dying to see it) or my ASR-10 for some extra color, but on the way in, it resists even the simplest reverb. No idea why. The organ sounds great with some of the synth voice blended it.
- the long "uuuuuhhhhhh" at the beginning of the verse. It could be a function of the project, but the more I write lyrics, the less I feel like I have to say, and the more I am tempted to make practical use of space in my verses and to accentuate my words with grunts, groans, and the like. I think it's a useful addition to my vocal toolkit. Also I wish I could sing.*
* It's an ugly truth that most rappers who wish they could sing eventually do. I promise to be gentle.
- the drums in the outro are hot. That's a result of extensive re-filtering of drums through the Krohn-Hite and the ASR-10. I should have written down my process. My failure to document many of my sonic discoveries is a large omission in my workflow that I need to correct. In fact, it is one of the first points that Steve Albini makes in this lecture (embedded at blog.father-abraham.com) that he gives to some music while dressed as a scarecrow. Despite the garb, I was really impressed with his thoughtfulness, eloquence, and patience, especially with the mumbling student questioneer who probably is probably too young to have seen The Chris Farley Show on SNL.
Some blogs wroted
Got an album review at thefmly. Happy they liked it.
Heavier Than Air wrote up the album, too. Supercool.
In an unprecedented show of love and emotion, Basha!Basha!Basha! put out a second write-up, this time for 52pickup.
Not to be outdone, Music Like Dirt included helpmesaveme, from the album, in a feature called TEN4SE7EN.
herohill digs it; says I never quite reach that Adrock register. Probably a good thing. I think only a few people can be there at one time.
So that was cool.
These are a cool website
Perspctv.com. Twitter/blogosphere/news aggregation at the speed of fun! Here is a search detailing the convergence of two things about which I care dearly.
I need to make plans to visit with Noah (Feehan/AKA) to use his Audio Orienteering eggs.
You might get murdered in exchange for an above-ground pool.
It's a short post again. I remain in the woods, if only because I am not, in the metaphorical sense, out of them. As always, I plan to improve.
Song details: Mixed by Phil Gorey. Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East, Cambridge MA.