I went to the studio yesterday and listened to the bed tracks for the three songs I sang for Chris before Christmas. I was blown away at how they are sounding, each one so individual. I am sure I am feeling so ecstatic as two of these are songs I wrote years ago, one for my brother and one about relationships. The third song is my happy little ditty I wrote with my ukulele, but it is evolving in magical ways in the studio.
I am going in tomorrow to add a ghost vocal on these three arrangements so they can go off to Andy for some organ and keyboard tracks. Then I get to do the real vocals. Tomorrow I will also be recording another two songs for Chris so he can get working on them. We dream of having a 5 song EP finished for my big show in Richmond on Feb 5th.
Here are some lyrics from 'Jokingly Ask'.
Jokingly ask what the matter is, shattering the bubble.
That is the matter with trouble.....and you.
Why, why, why, why..... do you go on asking me
So many questions?
I, I , I , I .....just keep offering back...
Hopeless suggestions.
We always said that we would care
But the understanding's no longer shared
So many pressures come to bear.
Why, why, why, why..... do you go on asking me
So many questions?
I, I , I , I .....just keep offering back...
Hopeless suggestions.
Whispered words that can't explain
Feelings that we just can't claim
That's the price that we must pay.....for change
Why, why, why, why..... do you go on asking me
So many questions?
I, I , I , I .....just keep offering back...
Hopeless suggestions.
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