Well the challenge worked.
For those who don’t know the back story, my friend Phil Taylor and I, having been somewhat lacking in the new material, challenged one another to write and record a new album before and to be released on January 1, 2010. This was in approximately November (2009 of course).
Knowing my own lack of spare time, I knew I would not be able to do full studio productions, but I felt confident I could write the songs. After all, I had made a 2009 resolution to write new material, and I needed some catalyst (kick-in-the-butt).
I had originally intended to do 13 songs, but I ran shorter on time than even I anticipated, so I settled on 10. I would release the album as my podcast on January 1 (how convenient that it fell on a Friday). I figured that would would be perfect, because in my business I had missed 2 weeks of podcasts already. Unfortunately, even at that, due to the New Year’s gig I did with Town Crier, I lost my voice, so I even missed the January 1 podcast.
At any rate, I finally got the songs recorded (once again on my trusty Sony ICD-SX700), and here they are.
- The Teacher mp3 lyrics
- Can’t Say mp3 lyrics
- The Fortune Of Fallacy mp3 lyrics
- The Way Home mp3 lyrics
- The Thirst mp3 lyrics
- The Walls mp3 lyrics
- The Restless Folk mp3 lyrics
- The Mirror mp3 lyrics
- The Things I Say mp3 lyrics
- Stand By mp3 lyrics
Unlike usual, I did do minimal editing, but only to do some equalization correction. The recordings were not perfect anyway (they include the occasional flub and some cameos of my son screaming), but I wanted them to be as “tolerable” as possible.
My goal is to do full productions of this album by March of this year (2010), but I admit this is highly ambitious.
So take a listen, enjoy, and feel free to impart your reactions here!
The Police “Message in a Bottle”
I have mentioned in various forums that this song was a big influence on me on my “Unnatural” album. That was mainly because the drums are amazingly well done–and for a long time I couldn’t even figure out how they were being played. Anyhow, there is a moment of metaphorical, poetical genius in this song that makes me wish I could one time reach such a profound level of connectivity with my words, without leaving the metaphor as when Sting says:
“Woke up this morning // Can’t believe what I saw // Hundred billion bottles // Washed up on the shore”
This line is perfect, simply put. It just amazes me how that particular line tells me so many things without telling me any of them.
(This was written a long time ago, but I thought I would port it to this blog)