I'm Not From Around Here

I'm not from around here, so I hope you take this the right way, but even though you seem to be neurologically complex enough, you flesh-bearing bipeds make an incredibly contradiction-riddled species, as if you're all bent on comic self-destruction. Of course, you could be vastly superior in some inscrutable way. So allow me to share some of my recent observations and perhaps you might be able to help me understand your kind.

I saw one of your kind walking with a quadruped progeny substitute. The poor thing was tethered to a territorial freedom constraint. Still it managed to defecate on a chlorophyll-covered status exhibit, when someone ran out of a privacy protection unit and yelled, "Get that mongrel out of my yard. Why don't you dump its shit on your own damn lawn!" The other pretended like she didn't hear and muttered underneath her breath, "Animal hater."

I ventured into one of your culturally vacant expanses of sameness and found myself in the middle of one of those mass consumption pits. They were running some sort of consumer feeding frenzy, when I overheard a verbal exchange between two discretionary income disposers.  "John's out of town," one said, "I've been shopping now for two whole days. This is really gonna cost him."

The other just chuckled and replied as she winked her eye, "Serves him right."

I headed out to the surrounding asphalt field neatly divided into grid-lined stalls packed side-to-side with air-polluting transportation pods as your sun was shining through your withering ultra-violet buffer. I passed some bipeds operating carcinogen intake units. One said
"I don't know why people complain about smoking indoors. I mean like I don't complain about other people's perfume."

Labels: music, song, songwriting

The Easiest Way to Write a Song

My latest song was a gift.

Some songs play hide-and-seek with me. Others tease and flirt. The words come but the melody won't surrender. Or a melody haunts me while its words never show.

Every once in a great while a song just jumps up says, "Here I am!"

I scramble to get it all down and enjoy every second of the game. That's exactly how "All My Friends" showed up. I heard it on my morning walk, went inside and started, scribbling down the words. Found the chords for the ready-made melody and recorded this scratch track.

All My Friends

I looked around for the sound effects, but the free-sound-effects website I found made it too difficult to download what I wanted, so I picked up my pocket recorded and did it myself.

It's only a scratch. Somebody else can make it sound better.

Labels: all my friends, song, songwriting, sound effects