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since the last post was a bit cryptic, i'll make this one more direct...
from jan. 8-20, me and thuy will be in florida! almost two weeks of whatever florida has to offer: cubans, jamaicans, alligators, hurricanes! i think a will smith video was filmed there. woo!
the original plans involved spending a week at thuy's grandparents' house, then an aunt's, then a couple days in orlando for disneyworld. the grandparents, however, decided to visit over here for their granddaughter's first birthday--while we're over there. and my aunt liz will be visiting while we're gone. and there's a slight possibility that we'll miss apollo's birth, if he decides to pop out early. so, pretty much, it's a shit time to go...
but we did make these plans months ago, buying tickets, requesting time off, etc.
though, we will undoubtedly be missing out on some good family stuff, i hope we have enough fun and relaxation to make up for it. i think we both need it, separately and together.
thuy's uncle jimmy and his family went to san diego recently for a few days and came back 15 pounds heavier.
that will be me! only with my metabolism, it'll be like 15 ounces. hey, it counts. since we've met, thuy's been raving about the food in florida, so i definitely can't wait for that. brown stew chicken, dragon sushi roll, uhm...alligator, i'm assuming.
i think on a few days we'll be hanging out with her old buddies as well, which will be great. i guess i have a reputation for being fairly antisocial, but it really isn't so. i actually love meeting new people; i'm just usually somewhat quiet at first. as busy as we've been all semester and last, the time we've spent hanging out with other friends has been precious little, and i think it's something we really need. if there's anything i've learned from my parents, it's that the more love you surround yourself with, the more loving you will be; and the more loving you are, the more love you will attract. and it just builds on itself from there. let it be known, however, that i am truly blessed with the support system i have now: some close family and a few close friends. but it seems i'm letting the excuse of being busy with school, work, and relationship take over, such that new friendships aren't really developing beyond friendly work-banter. more so, perhaps, older relationships i've lost or am losing.
but no dark clouds.
i've had enough of being morose and negative--that shit has to stop. it's exhausting.
great happenings lie ahead of me, just gotta keep the faith.
and that's another thing: where is my faith?
am i too tired, too busy for god?
sometimes i think so; and it's silly because the world around me is all the proof i want or need, and yet i forget to say 'thank you.' and that only leaks into the rest of my relationships...
but i am thankful.
i've been caught in a tornado for a while now (even in my dreams); i need to stop, and let the dust settle, see what's destroyed, what's salvageable, what's saved, fall on my knees, and kiss the earth again.
so, to florida we go! let this be the beginning...
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| 09:49pm 22/12/2008 |
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mood:  exhausted
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woh, what's it been--like a year? more?
what a year...
as busy as i was, it's mostly a blur.
but i guess that's just how it goes.
this whole year was like abstract expressionism to me.
i'm still sorting things out--
it'll all come together;
nothing is for naught.
ray.
p.s.--sometimes having nothing to do enables you.
you gotta have time to think. at least i do.
maybe i need to live more in the present. less calculations. less theories.
just listen again.
p.p.s.-being busy is a blessing, but
sometimes having something to do destroys you.
when your life becomes a game of stacking boxes
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| 04:59pm 14/08/2007 |
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mood:  accomplished music: THUNDER!
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as usual, it's been awhile since last post. right now i've got the windows open and papers are flying all over the place cos there's a storm outside. all for the smell of rain.
anyways, i've been working on alot of new songs, and hopefully i'll finish them soon, but that's not likely. i focused enough, however, to finish one for preview. the mix is still shitty, but i wanted to see what you thought of it first. the words went to another song i was working on, but they seemed to work this way better. nothing goes as planned. in addition, i had full intention to make this a really simple, short song--like a couple guitars, one vocal line, etc. the beginning is what the whole track should have sounded like, but no. oh well, hopefully the song is better for it. enjoy.
lyrics for:
"all you know"
i've got a friend
he says to me, man
i've got no love
and that's all that i want
spins in a chair
looking for some
one to remain
cos that's all that he wants
yeah, that's all that he wants
i know a girl
sits in her room
listening to songs
all for the chills
sings in her head
sings to herself
she sings all alone, yeah
never aloud
cos that's all she allows
yeah, that's all she allows
i've got some books
they say to me, boy
you got some terms
and that's all that you know
sit in your chair
looking for words
to fill the space of your head
and that's all you know
yeah, that's all that you know
yeah, that's all that you know!
i've got a basement
no grande hall
no gaping awe
no attention of all
i've got a room
it says to me, son
you got yourself
and that's all you need
yeah, that's all you need
damn, i feel like some hot wings! not cos of the song, just cos. anyways, tell me what you think!
enjoy.
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| 04:02pm 15/05/2007 |
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mood: accomplished
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k, so i've got another track done, i think. the express purpose going in on this one was to write a shorter song than the last one. not so many subdivisions, so it'd be easier to get. i ended up cutting 30seconds out of it and still ended up with something longer than intended. oh well.
it's a confusing track for me and it may be for the listener as well, given that the lyrics are assembled from random lines i wrote on envelopes here and there. but musically, it shouldn't be, though, it's pretty polyrhythmic in places. i think it's pretty fun; i hope you think so, too!
lyrics for:
"just idling"
we stop for nothing
we're just idling
cos we've nothing to do
yeah, we've nothing to do
cos we've nothing to do
we idle
just to smell the rain
bite our nails
taking pictures of telephones
cos we've nothing to do
yeah, we've nothing to do
we idle
but me and you
we used to scream like
girls on a rampage
howling out the windows
"we are ready!"
standing on this sidewalk
oh! oh! oh! oh!
i think we're slowly being
cooked alive!
we stop for nothing
we're just idling
cos we've nothing to do
yeah, we've nothing to do
cos we've nothing to do
yeah, we've nothing to do!
office buildings
found some porn on the side
and shopping carts
we've got an eye for this
cos we've nothing to do
yeah, we've nothing to do
cos we've nothing to do
we idle
but me and you
we used to scream like
girls on a rampage
howling out the windows
"we are ready!"
but standing on this sidewalk
oh! oh! oh! oh!
i think we're slowly being
cooked alive!
but we're sick of running
yeah, we're sick of running
let 'em come
(repeat)
well, we came and saw
and came back with conches
to sound our return
to the same old thing
oh! oh! oh! oh!
i think we're slowly being cooked alive!
(repeat)
end.
i guess it's all sort of anticlimactic, or maybe it's setting up for something else...
fuck if i know.
enjoy.
ray.
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| 09:06pm 24/04/2007 |
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you know, aside from the love and support you get from them, friends are also good for their stories. jesus is one such friend whose experiences i could dedicate a whole album to, but of course i won't. no offense, but his is not really my story to tell. through another's experience, however, you can always find inspiration for songs, especially if you can actually connect to them. if i were writing about his love of gay sex, then...eh, wouldn't be a song i'd do. but jesus' story is one of relentless struggle. if it's not one thing with him, it's another. and i guess that applies to everyone, but some of the shit he's gone through is heartbreaking...and hiliarious.
so, lyrically, there's some obvious stuff there; plus, i stole the 'wind on my back' line from him. musically, i think it's a good song and i'm happy with it, but i have an inkling it might require multiple listens due to its various changes. oh well.
lyrics for:
"wind on my back"
i've got an automatic door
that hates me
but i'll bust through it anyway
with flying objects!
i've got one foot in the door
and one in the trashcan
one hand in an empty pocket
and one in the form of a fist shaking cos...
you threw me out...
but i'm coming back in!
i got the wind on my back
and hair in my face
i can't see where i'm walking
but wherever it is
it's better than what's behind me
(repeat)
i've got an automobile
that hates me
but i'll get where i need to be by
public transportation, oh no!
i got one wheel on the road
and one in the trashcan
one hand in an empty pocket
and one in the form of a fist shaking cos...
you threw me out
but i'm coming back
you threw me out
but i'm coming back
you threw me out
but i'm coming back in
i got the wind on my back
and hair in my face
i can't see where i'm walking
but wherever it is
it's better than what's behind me
(repeat)
i got the wind on my back...
i got the wind on my back...
(repeat chorus)
i've been working out, you know
got the force
of a hundred pounds
of boyish libido
(repeat)
and the insistence that
i'm worth every ounce
you threw me out
but i'm coming back
you threw me out
but i'm coming back in
(repeat bridge 1 & 2)
you threw me out...
you threw me out...
you threw me out...
but i'm coming back...
in.
end.
so, yeah, the song speaks for itself pretty much. but give it a chance; it's different from the other ones.
http://www.sendspace.com/file/pp7hqw
enjoy.
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| 09:09pm 11/04/2007 |
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so last day of the trip then. phew.
i woke up with a sort of empty feeling in my stomach. i figured i was only hungry, but sitting in the living room with some coffee and whatever i was eating, i realised it wasn't hunger at all. or maybe it was--hunger for this visit to go on and on and for us to develop some sort of permanent proximity to one another. cos even during the awkward moments, it was way better than being alone.
but i guess all these feelings started the night before after lola. we went back to my grandparents' house to download the week's pics and music to my comp. it was late and despite the fun of the evening, i think we were all pretty beat, plus jesus and christina had an exhausting travel day to look forward to. i tried to elevate the mood a bit with some guitar playing, hoping to inspire another jam session of sorts, but once my fingers started moving, i soon realised i was in no mood myself to jam. but i tried and consequently put everyone to sleep trying to learn elliott smith at midnight. transfers were successful, though, prompting a crawl back home, accompanied by the awful grinding of my failing brakes. we all went to bed right away.
so, the next morning mostly involved making sure everyone was packed and ready. it was quite a surprise then when i woke up and found it snowing pretty good outside, already covering everything but the streets. this made me groan as i was well beyond fed up with snow, but then it made me grin cos i knew jesus hadn't seen snow since he was a small child. i really fought an urge to knock on their door and alert him to it, in case he hadn't noticed already. i thought of making some mexican hot chocolate as well for obvious reasons as well as to expose christina to the goodness of it. but i figured maybe they'd want to spend these last few hours in each other's company. they eventually came out with morning smiles and we went downstairs to have a small breakfast. cereal or something.
i related to christina how great this visit was for me and thanked her for coming and invited her back whenever. gladly, she felt the same and invited me and jesus to ohio VERY SOON. i guess there's not much to do there, but that's cool--we can always get drunk! woo! but yeah, me and 'sus are really looking forward to hanging around with christina again. better still is SHE will be the tour guide/driver! hopefully by then, christina and jesus will have their relationship figured out and it won't be weird times for me trying to pretend i don't know what's going on. it's hard work!
we departed a bit early to the airport due to the weather, but not before jesus could pelt me twice with snowballs. bastard! the drive over was white and the weather not bad, and we listened to junior boys new album, which christina hated and thought sounded like 98degrees. hah! so not true, christina! don't even talk shit when you all have me listening to the gayest shit EVER in the form of MEW.
thanks to the extra person, we were able to visualise a closer parking space into materialisation. slightly closer. but it was hella windy and cold and snowing, so we basically jogged across the lot. the airport was pretty quiet and the security lines were short, so i figured we'd have a quick cup of tea together or something, but i guess christina wanted to make sure she got to the plane on time. smart girl. plus, i think she had work early the next day or something and couldn't call in due to delay or whatever. in any case, the goodbyes were quick, but heartfelt with warm hugs all around and the collective promise to see each other again real soon.
and with that, christina got going and we so did we. it was a quiet walk back to the car mostly. and a quiet drive back to the house for jesus to collect his things. we talked some about the situation between him and christina, but not much could be said that hadn't been said or speculated on already.
after collecting his shit, we went to Famouse Dave's BBQ for lunch with my parents. it was okay, but the decor was way too cluttered to be comforting. afterwards, me and jesus drove to denver to while a few hours away before he had to leave. so, we parked on market (too far) and braved the elements all the way up to the denver pavillions for a quick movie, during which jesus repeatedly interjected, "fuck this shit!" with regard to the weather. strangely enough, we were actually carded at the movie theatre. fucking CARDED for a rated R movie! what the shit is that?! jesus had a laugh about it, but i was mildly offended, not so much that this lady would think we looked young, but that she even cared! fuck that shit! we ended up seeing '300' but missed the beginning. i'd already seen it, so i pretty much dozed through most of it, though not comfortably. but we finished and left quickly as we were cutting it short in relation to the bus schedule. we jumped in the car, wet and shivering, and drove straight to the bus depot only to be immediately pestered by a lady wanting change. bitch didn't even let me get out of my car!
we ran inside to find the station packed and no buses in sight. bah! delay due to weather. oh well.
i hung around with jesus until the bus finally came, which wasn't too late. we said our goodbyes sans hugs as i'm fairly certain we'd immediately be labeled homos, and we'd had enough of that earlier at the home depot. i felt sorry for jesus cos i remember those long drives home, and his was twice as long as mine! bad weather and delays make it extra bad.
it was a long and lonely drive home. i sort of milled about aimlessly the rest of the day and the next, really feeling shitty about being alone again. but while playing with diego outside (friday was like the most beautiful day, but that's colorado weather), i started thinking about why i felt so bad. obviously, cos i'd just spent a whole bunch of good times with my friends and wouldn't be doing so again till who-knows-when. and that i'd be going back to my shitty job in a couple days. and that i had no prospects whatsoever. and so on and so on. and i started feeling even more depressed, until i asked myself...well, why are you focusing on these negatives? i spend way too much time focusing on what i'm lacking and not enough time focusing on what i want. i think i'm focusing on what i want, but it's really only implied through thinking about what i don't want. and that's really counterproductive. so, i started to reorganise my thinking, thinking more positively, and writing down what i expect out of the next few years or whatever, what i want and what i am entitled to. it was fairly liberating, i have to say. and once written, the goals didn't seem that outlandish! they seemed very doable, almost silly even.
don't get me wrong, i was still pretty bummed, but not ready to jump off a cliff. more so, ready to climb it.
jesus arrived safely in san antonio late the next day due to all sorts of shit; christina arrived, of course, the previous day and reportedly spent most of that day sleeping. i don't blame her, cos i pretty much felt the same way!
but i realised that being tired is okay and even good when it's for something you actually care about. so often i'm simply concerned with "working hard" with little or no emphasis on enjoying what i'm doing. that sort of dynamic harvests bitterness and negativity and comes to pervade all aspects of one's life. so, i'm making changes.
and i have my friends to thank for this, i think.
much amor,
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| 08:26pm 06/04/2007 |
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forgive me if this post seems lazy, but trying to remember a week's worth of memories in detail a week after said memories were constructed can become difficult. many pictures were taken but virtually none of them help me tell the story of this day.
so wednesday was set to be our last hurrah, at least with christina. me and jesus would hang out some more on thursday after christina left. many things had to be accomplished and so little time to do them.( Read more... )
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| 03:39pm 05/04/2007 |
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i think i woke up tuesday kicking cos the night before was great and today would be better. and really, it was! but i'm getting ahead of myself. we set off at about 10.30, listening to the besnard lakes on the way. the day was a bit chilly and windy again, but nice and sunny. the general mood was much elevated from the day before, and i was quite relieved. ( Read more... )
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| 06:42pm 03/04/2007 |
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i woke up with legs slightly sore from the day before, but crawled out of bed early anyways cos today would be no different. on the itinerary was downtown, sushi den, DAM, then the besnard lakes show at hi-dive. i think it was a slow morning for everyone, but somehow we ended up in downtown.( Read more... )
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| 01:31pm 02/04/2007 |
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i woke up very early sunday morning with a headache. i drank some water and went back to sleep and woke up a bit later to enjoy some coffee. jesus and christina came down shortly thereafter all showered and ready.( Read more... )
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| 09:52pm 01/04/2007 |
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me and jesus woke up early saturday so we could fit in a short workout. i had put it off for about a week, citing work-related tiredness as my excuse, and jesus was just being lazy or something. in any case, if we were to be escorting a young lady around town for the next few days, we needed every possible sinew of muscle to show so as to ward off any street thugs, mountain lions, forces of nature and the like. it was early, though, and the twenties we were benching beat our asses. so, we did yoga instead. yeahyeah. i can thank jesus for that. we trudged up the stairs, got ready and sped towards the airport tired as fuck, listening to the good broken social scene album.
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| 04:18pm 01/04/2007 |
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jesus was scheduled to arrive by bus friday afternoon. aggghhh!! too many errands to run to get everything in order. woke up early-ish to clean the house as well as my automobile. then off to the store for various things. i thought i'd alotted enough time for all this, but of course i did not and wound up speeding through the wet weather to get to the greyhound station on time. it was really shitty weather. after all the beautiful weather we'd been having, i began to worry this trip would mostly be spent indoors. i parked nearby and inserted a few nickels into the meter, sure i wouldn't need even that much time as jesus was probably already being molested in the bathroom. so, i rushed in to the questionable-looking station and found it mostly empty. apparently, the bus had not yet arrived. woo hoo! early for once!
i sat on those awful metal seats on which only those with asses can be comfortable. i didn't sit there long as almost immediately i was surrounded by screaming children. walked around aimlessly sort of remembering all the time i spent in similar places when i had a girlfriend and i wanted to see her and get some. as dirty as this one was, it was actually nicer than the ones i've been to. only a few blocks away are the mexican buslines with great ironic names like LIMOUSINES. the stations were ultra-scary, but the buses actually were preferable to the more "upscale" greyhounds. the mex lines at least played movies and had ladies come inside to sell burritos and such. and mainly you'd only have to deal with very poor mexicans who were generally as scared of you as you were of them. plus, they were slightly cheaper and you got to experience routine raids conducted by the border patrol. fun. all for the promise of love.
but it turns out jesus' bus was delayed due to the weather or traffic or some shit. didn't help that i was without jesus' number and that i was without a phone and that my parents weren't answering their phones. but whatever.
some dude was escorted out by one of the security guards cos he was making a big deal about something and was perceived as a threat or something, so he'd have to come back the next day assuming he's not such a douchetwat. i guess they thought he was a terrorist or something. oh well.
eventually, jesus did arrive and our glorious reunion played out exactly as one would imagine if one knew either party.
"hey!"
"sup!"
or something like that.
we waited a while for his bags and then shuffled out of the station as quickly as we could.
the ride home was extremely slow due to the weather and rushhour traffic. blegh. but it gave us a chance to talk a good deal about the current happenings and what was hoped to ensue.
we talked a bit to christina on the phone to let her know jesus was not dead and that we would be partying continuously a la andrew w.k. for the duration of her trip. woo!
jesus is stinking by now from his 23-hour busride, so i speed home once out of traffic to get him to a shower.
originally, we planned a nerd's night-out, which consisted of viewing the new ninja turtles movie and spending the rest of the night playing xbox, so as to spare christina of it later on. you know, get the geek out of our systems. but then jesus came up with the idea of a guys' night-out, consisting of barhopping with the express purpose of getting me some. but the geek ruled out and we ended up going to the movie theatre. we were early so we walked about the mall a bit and ended up at gordon biersch for some burgers and beers. we talked alot about christina and what to expect given her natural shyness. so, by the end of it, i was a bit nervous i'd fuck something up, offend her in some way, or just totally put her off by my attempts to win her friendship/comfort.
the ninja turtles movie was actually really good. it was done quite nicely and wasn't nearly as dumb as i thought it would be. sadly, all of the audience consisted of people about our age or slightly younger. of note, a group of particularly dorky teens sat in front of us, saying really goofy things. jesus pegs them silently, "dorks." i laugh but have to point to us as well. and it's very sad and funny.
it was a good night, despite not getting any (but i've not got any for quite a while, so it was no big deal to me) and a definite sign of things to come.
we crashed on the couch a bit with whiskey and coke in hands, watching 'v for vendetta,' concluding that natalie portman is simply too boyish bald. sucks to that!
we retire to our beds (jesus and christina are to share my brother's room, which is much more comfortable and room-like than my office space bedroom), hoping the next day will entail a grande reunion and longawaited first-meeting.
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| 10:43am 30/03/2007 |
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oh man, way too much to talk about for one post.
the past week was definitely one of the best i've had in years.
jesus and christina visited from texas and ohio, respectively, and it was great through and through. i hadn't seen jesus in something like four years, and i'd never met christina in person, so it was a real treat in every respect. overall, the trip turned out better than i planned even though we couldn't do everything i wanted.
more will be said on the specifics, including many pictures of general goofiness, in the coming posts.
but for now i'd like to thank my friends, both old and new, for really going out of their ways to visit. it really meant so much to me. and though i'm left with a profound sinking feeling in my heart, i know it's only temporary and that soon enough, as i reflect on the week's events, it will rapidly be replaced by that of uplifting.
so again, thanks for the fun and the support and the diversion from my painful routine. i needed it! badly! i hope you both feel the same. and if anything, i think i have a renewed sense of urgency to do what i want in life. fuck this shit!
haha.
no, but really, soon, very soon we'll meet again, my friends.
and it'll be even better then!
to good times and good friends,
con mucho amor,
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| 02:32pm 05/03/2007 |
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after further review, it seems the recently posted version of 'mundane miracle' is over-produced, or "studio-happy" as jesus would call it. so, i'm playing with a slightly stripped down version now and might add it later if it comes out right. otherwise, for now listen to it after you listen to the new version of 'in neutral.' it ends up not sounding so overproduced for some reason.
but the new-er version of 'in neutral' is basically the same thing as the last except i got the vocals right-ish this time and made the mix a little clearer. i know perfecting anything isn't usually exciting, but when you compare this version to the very first one i wrote last summer, the progress is exciting to me. blah blah blah.
is there anything more dismal than listening to an artist talk about his 'process'? sorry, it's more for my record-keeping.
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| 04:55pm 03/03/2007 |
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k, so i tried to rerecord 'mundane miracle' (the second song i wrote in this indie rock series) with all the bells and whistles that it deserves...cos the first version was so shitty. well, the song ended up fighting me the whole way. i think i've thrown away two half-finished versions of it so far. hopefully, this version won't be thrown out the window as well.
in any case, it's got like five hundred guitar parts, so it was a big challenge to mix. that is, the mix is STILL not where i want it. but the song itself is "done," so why not offer it for review now?
there are alot of changes, but the overall structure remains. so, same song, better this and that.
enjoy!
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http://www.sendspace.com/file/iqnhil
p.s.--please know that i rely heavily on the opinions of the few people i ask. if i didn't respect your opinion, i wouldn't ask for it. that said, any comments whatsoever are welcome, even if they involve hating the song. but like with english assignments, elaboration is necessary, otherwise i've no way of knowing what's wrong with the song. or right with it. i may not agree with your opinion, but i'll respect it and definitely appreciate the time and thought you put into it. and for all the comments i've received thus far, thank you! |
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| 02:59pm 24/02/2007 |
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against the judgement of jesus, i continue to write. he's not hating; he just thinks i should divert my energy to putting out the music i already have. of course, that is the sensible thing to do. and yet, i feel pretty connected to what i'm doing now, and i want to get as much of it down as i can. obviously, a balance is necessary. but that's life, just trying to attain that balance of devoting oneself to the present and the future. it shall be done.
but not now.
hah.
just let the wheel have its way
it'll get us home
and if not
then somewhere else.
that's a bit of what this NEW song is about. it's less song-oriented and more an exercise of sequencing, but don't worry--it's not autechred-out. again, not many lyrics, but the song is about space so i think it works.
enjoy.
lyrics for:
"such shiny things"
we walk through lots looking
we walk through lots looking for our ride home
find none and get back on the plane
we walk through lots looking
we walk through lots looking for our ride home
fine none and get back on the plane
to other lots we go X4
we are lost kids
we are lost kids with silver teeth
we are lost kids
we are lost kids with silver teeth
the birds will find us cos we're such shiny things
the birds will find us cos we're such shiny things
it's all for show, though
to other lots we go X4
we are such shiny things...
end.
http://www.sendspace.com/file/4ixh2o
ray.
p.s. after listening to the last song 'your favourite song', i deemed it needs more work. restructuring/better singing/shortening/i dunno. so, i'm gonna work on that one some and post it again hopefully within the week. today's my last day of vacation, so we'll see how much extra time i'll have. |
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| there ain't no brilliance here |
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| 11:03pm 20/02/2007 |
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mood: accomplished
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yeahyeah, another song. sorry. i'm on vacation; what else am i supposed to do? anyway, most of this was conceived late a couple nights ago. i was low on lyrics, so it's a sparse arrangement, but i guess it fits with the theme. probably the most emo thing i've done so far, like a quiet bedroom thing. oh, plus i think the chorus is a total rip of any coldplay song. meh. but i like the production in this one.
the title is a bit of a joke, courtesy of jesus benavente. but it works.
enjoy!
lyrics for:
"your favourite song" (hahah, it's even funnier in print--edit. the parentheticals aren't part of the title)
ahem.
lyrics for:
"your favourite song"
there ain't no brilliance here.
there ain't no jesus here.
just you and me...
you may say,
for appearance sake,
"it's lovely,"
but it ain't
you and me...
you and me
and an absent feeling
just hum along: "i love you..."
and you may say,
for appearance sake,
"it's perfect,"
but it ain't
you and me...
you and me
and an absent feeling
and you may say,
for appearance sake,
"it's beautiful,"
but it ain't
you and me
and an absent feeling x2
just hum along: "i love you..." x2
holding hands
to feel connected
holding hands
to feel connected
but we ain't
no we ain't
there ain't no brilliance here.
there ain't no jesus here.
just you and me...
just hum along: "i love you..." x 1000
end.
tell me what you think.
ray.
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| i remember when i was so naive |
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| 05:47pm 17/02/2007 |
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mood: accomplished music: silence
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valentine's day. for some reason, this one felt pathetic. i mean, it went as well as could be expected given the lack of "love" in my life. spent the evening with my parents, ate a delicious dinner, played with juan diego, our recently adopted australian cattled dog (more on him in another post). but aside from that...there was love, but no "love." and usually i'm okay with that--i've just grown accustomed to it. but i guess the potential prospects of late are what bothered me--so close, yet so far. so, in this state, i wrote a song. pulled from various scribblings from varied sources, it's a bit of a mess lyrically, but i think the message is conveyed clear enough. enjoy!
oh yes, and it is about driving.
lyrics for:
"towards the sun"
let me take those shades off
lady, you are missing out
on the thrill of blindness
and i really love to see you squint
pulling loose hairs from your eyebrows
the iridescence of the hairs on your arms
plays with the light
like a field on fire
let's drive towards the sun
cross our fingers, pray to god
we don't runover anyone
let's drive towards the sun
x2
what about the time we spent
on the warm hood of your car
at the end of the runway
it was the near-miss of our day
we could've touched the landing gear
hung on and flew away
oh, together...
let's drive towards the sun
cross our fingers, pray to god
we don't runover anyone
let's drive towards the sun
x2
some look down on such things and say,
"i remember when i was so naive,"
and some look up and say,
"i wish i were so brave."
x3
let's drive towards the sun...
i wish i were so brave...
end.
ray.
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