More lazy musical offerings. Some may find it relaxing or something. Or so I hope.
Tag: Guitar
Quasimodo’s Ring – An Ode to Mr. Drake (Original Lyrics and Song)
Another Late Evening Jam…check out Nick Drake if you want to hear some fantastic music by someone who actually took the trouble to practice singing.
Don’t You Know the Ring? (Alternate Title)
Lyrics
The faintest spark
Within the dark
Would hold us fast
And pull us into harbour
A melody is our trusted port
This subtle home
Ancient report
Sound of the depths
Wiser…deeper than the sea
Here we sit and here we sing
A never ending ring
Bells that chime pulled by the rope
The faintest spark called Quasimodo
Oh don’t you know
Don’t say you don’t know
Quasimodo
The faintest spark
Within the dark
Would hold us fast
Pull us into the harbour
Into the harbour harbouring harbouring
A ring ring ring a ring a ring ring
O don’t you know the ring
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Again Again (Original Lyrics and Song Demo)
The result of a brief little jam session I was able to squeeze in last night.
I made it on the fly and just now wrote down the lyrics for those who prefer poems to songs.
DAW (i guess it’s a DAW) – Audacity (Effects – compression, equalization, reverb (or echo IDR) )
Instruments – Guitar, Violin, Vocals
Lyrics
All the puzzle pieces are such familiar places
I use them to make traces of my past
And that’s the path I walk on
In repetitious circles
I just go round and round and round
Sometimes I think that
That I have found
A line that is straight
But I’m still on the ground
I’m still going round
O Yea
Wait a little while with me
Wait a little while and see
The magic of a symmetry
Of 3 and 6 and 0 degree
Is the wine any less fine
Just because you’ve tasted it
Once more
Once more
So come on by and knock on
And knock on my old door
So come on by and let’s sit
Let’s sit on my floor
Let’s pourout all the whiskey
Pour it into dirty cups
Let’s pull out a bit of a bit of something
That we never ever ever grow weary of
All these starry thoughts
Of forever… and above…. and beyond…. and between….
In the light of the trees
And the evenings cool cool cool breeze
I am waiting waiting you are waiting waiting
Why are waiting
Why are we frustrating
When we could
Be turning round as the wheel
And to feel what is real
Is the motion of eternal
Again … again
Miles From October (Super Rough Song Version)
Many of my poems start as little tunes I come up with to a simple chordy background.
On January 12th I dedicated my book The Sketch of Sam Monroe to Terrence McKenna. I had no idea that Dennis McKenna would be on the Joe Rogan Experience today. Which happens to be the day when I finish part one of the book a work spanning months and being some hundred pages in length.
I’ll continue to post on Tuesday and Thursday. The book is free to read on my website http://www.fractaljournal.com Hope you enjoy my barbaric little song (i felt like celebrating with a rough draft release) thanks so much for stopping by.
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No More, No More (‘Demo’ and Vlog)
Just felt like sharing the woes of a cut finger and the fun of creating lyrics and licks from the atmosphere of a few simple chords.
Poem (Lyrics): No More, No More (Poem)
I kind of liked it even though I’m ok with people hating it. I know that my voice might give people major douchechills. Felt a weird impulse to share nontheless. Thanks for stopping by.
Transmission (Demo)
Seems I’m channeling my inner Weegy in that trv kvlt frame on the top right there…
I’m having technical difficulties and so to blend parts I had to use Kdenlive instead of Ardour. I guess everything has a silver lining since I can show off a couple of neat little features of this free, open-source, video editor. I used the vignette effect in the overlay violin video along with ‘binarize dynamically’ to give it that James Bond, 60’s gun barrel feel.
Though the video proper may make me liable for causing seizures, it’s comprised of two of my favorite effects: luminance, and old film.
Kdenlive also has audio editing tools but I only used the volume control to make the violin part (sic) quieter than the guitar and voice. I’d have done more and actually synced up the parts but things run a bit odd on this older HP. Though likely I just have to resolve some software dependencies.
So if you’re ever in a jam like me, with all your DAWs and even audacity refusing to work, maybe you can turn to Kdenlive. But, that’s really a super tertiary reason. The primary reason is that it is fantastic for editing videos. And it costs nothing.
Kdenlive: https://kdenlive.org/
As per usual the lyrics are based on a poem: Transmission (Poem)
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Mirror Pond Demo
A clumsy song about aging.
Without a Name (‘Song’)
Or rather an amateur attempt to set a poem to music.
