Vom Vorton / FAWM 2020 Archive

1. Liberty Street

2020-02-01 @ 12:00pm
tags: protest punk indie-rock sweary political songfight

Fuck Brexit.

This is the title for the current Song Fight! and with this being the week that the UK left the EU, I couldn't resist a cynical spin on it.

I was going to write a middle-8 but ran out of ideas and energy, so please accept this synth solo.

Lyrics

let’s rank the countries
to help us pass the time
start at the bottom
and I’d like to suggest: mine
we might not have a gun problem
we might not be on fire
but we crashed out of Europe
after voting for a liar

so hold up your banners
and shout that life is sweet
as everyone locks their doors
on Liberty Street

let’s privatise the country
sell off the NHS
so there’s no-one left to save us
when the whole country’s depressed
we’ll wave our fucking Union Jacks
as life goes down the shitter
like the red-faced little Englanders
all I taste is bitter

so roll out the bunting
shout that life is sweet
as nobody collects the bins
on Liberty Street

fuck your commemorative tea-towels
enjoy your chlorinated meat
while nobody picks up the shit
on Liberty Street

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2. Squid Linguistics

2020-02-01 @ 11:48pm
tags: spintunes indiepop movie

VV: OK, some SLIGHT cheating here as we started this before February began. But we finished it today, so hopefully nobody need invoke the FAWM POLICE and revoke our memberships forever.

This is for Round 1 of the Spintunes contest! The first round challenge is to write a song based on a scene from a book or movie. @owl chose the film Arrival for these lyrics! But I contributed the most vital and important thing (the title).

owl: Sorry for the tiny bit of cheating here!
I studied linguistics and have spent my career working in translation, so movies about linguists always delight me. (The only other one I can think of off the top of my head right now is Stargate, but that is a 100% delight ratio, so it's not a lie.) I also love it when aliens get weird and aren't just a human with a prosthetic forehead.

SPOILERS FOLLOW:
Speaking of Worf, this movie is based on taking the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis to a logical extreme. (The Sapir-Whorf hypothesis is the idea that the language you speak changes your perception of the world.) At first I started trying to write about that, but I got stuck and decided to go back and approach it from a different angle: the mother-daughter relationship, and the decision parents make to bring children into the world knowing that they'll suffer and die. (Is it selfish?) This movie takes that idea to its extreme as well.

The movie is called Arrival, because it's about our first contact from aliens who arrive on earth, but in the song, the only mention of arrival is in reference to the birth of the narrator's daughter. I wanted to write the prechorus and chorus as kind of a fakeout where it appears at first that they apply to the aliens, but later are explicitly actually about the child. (I was trying to make the first verse more ambiguous, about an ultrasound, and thinking of the circle of ink as a fingerprint, but I got it wrong, they print the baby's feet.)

"The mirror crack'd from side to side" is a line from Lord Tennyson's poem "The Lady of Shalott"--The Lady of Shalott is cursed to weave endlessly at an enchanted loom and only see the outside world as reflections in a mirror, but when she sees Sir Lancelot ride by her tower, she leaves her loom and looks out the window at him, and when she sees the real world directly instead of as shadowy reflections, the mirror cracks and she dies (after floating downstream in a boat, singing, with a suicide note, for some reason). So I thought it was an interesting parallel to the plot of Arrival--her decision to destroy the safe and comfortable world she's known in exchange for a brief, vivid taste of reality.

Anyway hi yes I'm a big nerd.
I love this dumb song title and I love all the tasty layers of STUFF Vom put in the arrangement, particularly those big washy synths in the intro! We haven't done a collab in a while and it is very nice to get back into it.

Lyrics

This is the end, or is it where we begin?
A circle of ink in place of a name
Listening eyes, shapes moving in mist
What was I for before all of this?

The stars moved so I could meet you
Our planet opened up its sleepy eyes
I spent my life racing towards this moment
I spent my life yearning for this time

I give you words
And you give me worlds
Grains of sand
And you give me pearls
You give me worlds

In the hospital bed, I cry in relief
At your soft little hands and your sweet little feet
Hannah, my perfect child
What was I for before you arrived?

The stars moved so I could meet you
The mirror cracked from side to side
I spent my life racing towards this moment
When I could see you open up your eyes

If you could see your whole life from beginning to end,
Would you change things?
Is it selfish to choose love over nothing?
Would you have done the same thing?

I gave you words
And you gave me worlds
Grains of sand
And you gave me pearls
I gave you life
I gave you pain
Did I make the right choice?
Oh, Hannah,
I'd do it again
I'd do it again

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3. Sad Animals

2020-02-03 @ 10:02pm
tags: sad-rock

Couldn't QUITE get this to sound how I wanted it to, somehow - I wanted a big spacious roomy sound but it turns out it's quite a hard thing to achieve when you don't have a big spacious room, and you're trying not to be too loud. But whatevz, hopefully at least it's nice and sad.

Lyrics

There’s something hidden from your face
You’re holding up a mask
I know that something must be wrong
I’m not sure how to ask
And I don’t think that you’d answer
Even if I found the words
Even if you weren't distracted
By the singing of the birds

There's a melancholy to you
That I cannot explain
But I may just be projecting
From my stupid human brain

We are all sad animals
We are all sad animals

There’s something missing from your smile
When it’s there at all
Something absent from your voice
When you think to call
I can feel it in the atmosphere
A crackle on the line
But i know that if i asked
You would say that you are fine

So I try to lift your spirits
I ask about your health
With everything I see in you
Reflected in myself

We are all sad animals
We are all sad animals

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4. Blue Lizards

2020-02-08 @ 06:20pm
tags: electro synthrock cowcore fuc

I'm a bit under the weather at the moment (FAWM flu, every bloody year) so I've decided not to sing on this one, but I'd very much be up for some guest vocals if anyone hears it and gets inspired! The title isn't set in stone, go nuts.

edit: @frenchcricket added some vocals, new version over here: https://fawm.org/songs/104846/

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5. What About the Fourth One?

2020-02-09 @ 11:31pm
tags: indie rock post punk

There are lot's of FAWMers about whom I ask: Why aren't they household names? Vom is one of those FAWMers. I also sometimes wonder why he occasionally comes to my squalid corner of the FAWM-verse and makes something so beautiful that even I can't tarnish it (too much).

I sent him a little demo. He layered all the instruments you hear right over my demo. I added more vocals and did the final mix, so that's on me. I'm sure he would make the vocal sit better in the mix. Thanks Vom! I love it!!

Lyrics

You know I am not a musician
I am not a statistician
But I can tell you that 3 out of 4 assholes who chew gum
Well, they throw it on the floor
Oh wait don’t leave, there’s more
Don’t you want to hear about the fourth one?

How about the fourth one?
What about the fourth one?
No one’s asking questions anymore
How about the fourth one?
What about that fourth one?
No one’s asking questions anymore

Take it now, Vom, go!

You know I’m not a musician
If I’m a songwriter then I’m a bishop
I got no miter, so what am I doing this for?
I’ve sung of birds on bicycles gleaming like icicles
Tested your patience with rhymes inadvisable
So what am I doing this for?
Yeah hell! What are we doing this for?
Look around! What are we doing this for?
And you, in particular, what are you doing this for?
No one’s asking questions anymore

I’m tarnishing the bright things
Giving dilettantes a good name
That’s what I’m doing this for
I’m tarnishing the bright things
Taking delight in the half-baked
That’s what I’m doing this for
I’m tarnishing the bright things
Giving dilettantes a bad name
That’s what I’m doing this for
I’m tarnishing the bright things
I’m sticking hat pins in your soufflé
That’s what I’m doing this for
That’s what I’m doing this for
But it seems that nobody’s asking questions anymore
I guess they just don’t give a shit about the fourth one
Hell no! No one’s asking questions anymore
Go! Go! Go! Go!

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6. Peak Misery

2020-02-12 @ 10:05pm
tags: songfight retro wall-of-sound lo-fi

I've been tinkering with this one and adding more layers for days, because I'm waiting for my sore throat to lift and let me sing properly. But fuck it, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE. And good vocals don't matter when you're singing into a soup can:

http://vomvorton.co.uk/music/fawm20/soupcan.jpg

Might revisit this and attempt some better vocals at the weekend...

edit 14/02: new vocals recorded! Sorry all the people who commented "don't redo the vocals" but I wanted to? Original version here if you're curious: http://vomvorton.co.uk/music/fawm20/VomVorton_PeakMisery.mp3

Lyrics

We’re having a party
Yeah we’re having a ball
Though we’ve nothing to celebrate
No nothing at all
That’s exactly the reason
That the drinks are all free
We finally reached
Peak misery

We’ve set up some games
That no-one enjoys
To pass the time
until the world gets destroyed
Will we get blown up
Or will we be drowned?
Either way, let’s have
Another round

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7. Flights

2020-02-13 @ 09:27pm
tags: electro synthrock political

FC: In the early hours of Tuesday morning, the UK government decided, seemingly against a court order, to deport some foreign national ex-prisoners. Some of these people, who came to the UK as children, were convicted of one-time drugs offences, years ago. Not to mention that they are subject to a racially discriminatory justice system, but that is by the by.

Anyway this injustice, and the bubbling rage I felt at the government’s weaponisation of deportation flights as a tool of control informed the lyrics. Also, the fallout from Windrush. It feels like the government are trying to sell us the concept of ‘flights’ as security, which we all have to buy into, in order to be good citizens (hence the appropriation of advertising jargon). In short, it’s bullshit.

VV: Anya wrote some lyrics and sent vocals for the track formerly known as Blue Lizards. I made a few other changes to best accommodate her vocal and added some vocoder to make up for the fact that my throat is still too knacked to sing backing vocals so yes it totally DOES count as a different song, shut up.

Lyrics

Flights which work for you
Flights can work for the dilettante
A hopeless romantic (so I hear)
Flights gave me the confidence
To energise my bourgeoning career

We hope you have a pleasant trip
It’s better when you don’t resist
All for you

Swallow every day:
Three square flights for the citizen
Vapour trail through snowburst flights
She builds with wood and clay
And everywhere her wings are sure to go

Wheels up on the red-eye
Flights are always vigilant
Never fear, for flights are here
To tuck you in
Rest your eyes sweet lily pad

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8. Odysseus on the Line

2020-02-14 @ 02:40pm
tags: post rock love-song

@vomvorton made an amazing backing track for my song "What About the Fourth One?" I was driving home from work the other day and it occurred to me that I could make a COMPLETELY different song using that same track. I did a quick improvised vocal, letting my subconscious take me where it would. Then I tried to clean up some of the lyrics so it would make some sense to my conscious self.

The favorite tag and final mix are mine. (I don't know what post rock means.)

Lyrics

I am
And you are
What other reasons do we need
To grab the ring in summertime
Till I’m dead
I’m the branches
I’m the leaves
I’m the seasons
And I’m the wire

(Now bent)
But in every season there’s a reason for belief in summertime
Till you’re dead
Be the branches
Be the leaves
Be the seasons
Be the wire

Of erstwhile summertime
Of erstwhile summertime
We’re not dead
We’re the branches
We’re the leaves
We’re the seasons
We’re the wire

I looked
And you looked
Light as forever
You set the see-saw swinging, then you stepped off on the lawn

And I laughed
What’s a tailbone bruise in summer
When the days are long
And that shimmer sings in your eyes

And you laughed
Said you wondered what would he say
If Penelope got Odysseus on the line

And we laughed, because...
We’re the thunder
We’re the oceans
We’re the rivers
We’re the wire

Of erstwhile summertime
With Odysseus on the line
With Odysseus on the line
Impervious to future we’ve got summer with Odysseus on the line

We’re the hammer
We’re the anvil
We’re the chords plucked from the fire
We’re the blacksmith
We’re the luthier
We’re the tension in the wire
We’re the song and
We’re the singer
We’re the seven-chorded lyre
We’re the plectrum
And the fingers
Plucking ourselves from the fire

I am
And you are
What other reasons do we need
To grab the ring in summertime
I look in wonder
We’re the hammer
We’re the anvil
We’re the taut chords
On the lyre

I am
And you are
What other reasons do we need
To grab the ring in summertime
We look in wonder
We’re the thunder
We’re the oceans
We’re the rivers
We’re the tide

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9. Blood on the Tracks

2020-02-16 @ 10:12pm
tags: spintunes retro melodrama indiepop

VV: For Round Two of the Spintunes contest, for which the challenge is 'Counting'. Super happy with the dreamy retro sound we conjured up here!

Lyrics

The first time that they met was a Saturday night
She was standing by the jukebox
Looking for some change
So he handed her a dollar, asked her for her name
And they slow-danced in the darkness
While the Temptations played

Count the ways I love you
One, two, three, four, five
They never got much past that
Other things on their minds

One kiss became a thousand
One night, a hundred more
It all seemed like perfection
Till he knelt down on the floor
Opened up the box
And opened up his mouth
But he couldn't get the question out
Before it all went south

"No, baby, don't you leave me,
Was all our love a lie?"
"I never promised you forever
But we had a few good times"

Broken-hearted, begging
"Please see me one last time
Meet me at our bar tonight
I just want to say goodbye"

Bullets spray the jukebox
One, two, three, four, five
The record goes on turning
Through the broken glass inside
Yeah, count the ways I love you
One, two, three, four, five
If I can't have forever
At least I'll hold you till we die

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10. Equestrian Superstore

2020-02-18 @ 09:44pm
tags: electronic needs-vocals

Hmm, this didn't really work out how I planned it. In fact for the first time in 13 years of FAWMing I wondered whether to even bother posting a song at all, haha. But maybe you hear something in it that I don't? Open to collaboration if you fancy doing some weird spoken word over it or finding the pop song secretly concealed within.

edit: @captainvulpine, @rayboneor and @lanasolyluna have all expressed an interest, so hopefully this horse has wings!

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11. Four Corners

2020-02-22 @ 06:58pm
tags: songfight indiepop

Hey, I can sing again apparently. This is good news for everyone waiting for me to work on a collaboration (one person, there is one person waiting, but didn't I sound very In Demand for a minute there).

Edit 23/02: Now complete! Featuring long-time Songfight guitar hero Mo on lead guitar, and also with more backing vocals and acoustic guitar and handclaps because I just can't help myself.

Lyrics

You can’t find your direction
You’re all over the map
You thought you had it figured out
But fell into a trap
You mixed up things you didn’t need
with things that your life lacked
Lets put you back together
Get your life back on track

You used to be so confident
Now you're always changing your mind
If you need a confidant
I can always spare the time
To hear you explain
The pain
Of how you lost it
Again
And ended up broken hearted
You turned four corners
And ended up back where you started

You didn’t know where you were headed
But you sped up anyway
You shut your eyes, and when they opened
it was yesterday
You say you don’t know where you’re going
You say your life’s a mess
lets find a new destination
Reset your GPS

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12. Equestrian Superstore (Lanasolyluna version)

2020-02-23 @ 05:16pm
tags: synthpop ambient vaporwave strange creepy

VV: I threw my song 'Equestrian Superstore' open to collaboration and @lanasolyluna came back with these great vocals that totally fit in with the creepy lo-fi synth atmosphere, I love it!

@lanasolyluna :
I heard this track and immediately got an image of a robot protagonist. I basically did this in 2 takes and without writing anything down. I first just did some humming, howling, whatever. Then I sang whatever lyrics came out on top of that. Was sort of an image of a robot who became more human than her creators expected her to be—not unlike Frankenstein’s monster—but then denied her any compassion. What now?

Lyrics

@lanasolyluna

They put me together
To measure the weather
They didn’t expect
My feelings’d connect

What will become of me?
What will they do to me?

I’ve left all I had
Wires, bones, my soul

What will become of technology?

We’re smarter than our creators
They’ve become our biggest haters
We were supposed to be be their saviors
Now it’s all gone..

What’s left of me?
Are these my thoughts, are these their thoughts?
I feel I’m bought

I’m unraveling
I used to be a precious thing
Now I just don’t care

Is there a switch you can press?
That’ll make me forget?
Is there still a box?
You can stuff me in and break the locks?

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13. THIS is YOUR BRAIN on TAPE!

2020-02-27 @ 09:46pm
tags: four-track fourtrack tape cassette experimental avant-garde

This tape started out with @NancyRost, who recorded two tracks of improvised vocals... that ended after about two minutes or so. @marvsmooth then got his hands on it, added guitar, and somehow made the song three minutes longer. And then it ended up with me, @vomvorton, and I added some experimental synth / delay drone. But then also because Nancy's voice stopped after two minutes and there was all that spare track remaining, I sampled her voice into my iPad and added some more of it...

I would normally go through and do some noise reduction and compression and clean-up etc. but that feels like it would go against the experimental vibe here so this is pretty raw! If any of the participants would like the tracks to play with or anything, give me a shout!

Lyrics

Nancy, could you fully transcribe these please? Thanks ;)

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14. Pompeii (Tape 15)

2020-02-28 @ 06:12pm
tags: four-track

Listen over here: https://fawm.org/songs/109385/

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15. Graduation Day

2020-02-28 @ 06:36pm
tags: spintunes pop-punk indie-rock uplifting week4

VV: This is for Round 3 of the Spintunes contest, the challenge was "Write an uplifting song to sing for a Graduation, Dedication, Bar/Bat Mitzvah, Funeral, Baptism, or similar event". Neither of us were feeling particularly "uplifting" for various reasons, but with generous application of Crunchy Guitars and harmonies, hopefully we've made it into the right general area!

@owl: Despite (because of?) being the child of a teacher and having done well in school, I have a pretty cynical view of achievement within the educational system--yes, I learned a lot of amazing stuff in school, but honestly, I feel like to most employers, the most valuable part of my degree is really that it shows I learned how to navigate a system, play well with others, and follow instructions from an authority figure. (And demonstrates I'm middle class enough to afford to go to college, but I won't go off on that tangent...) Occasionally at work I use stuff I learned in school, but mostly it's stuff I learned afterwards, or common sense, or things you can Google.

I know lots of brilliant, amazing people who didn't do well in school or dropped out and I don't think any less of them for not having succeeded in that situation, and I hope they don't feel bad about themselves because of it, either. I have a huge sense of gratitude towards everyone who fosters a growth mindset in kids--or anyone, really. We only have one life, and if you have the luxury to be able to do so, it's better to try new things and fail than to be afraid to step outside your comfort zone.

So even though I guess the person being addressed in this song did manage to make it to graduation, the important thing I wanted to convey in the lyrics is really that they're more than how they did in school, and they'll go on to greatness, or maybe abject failure or just boring mediocrity, but it doesn't matter, they're fantastic and valuable just for being alive and being themselves, and a difficult situation in the moment doesn't reflect how things will always be. So I wanted this to be realistic about all that stuff, but also uplifting and hopeful!

P.S. In my experience, junior high was a hellish nightmare full of hormone-soaked bullies with underdeveloped superegos. If you had a good time during those years, that's awesome, and I'm glad for you, but don't @ me.

Lyrics

Here's what school is good for
Learning to do things the way someone else wants them
Learning that there's a single right answer
Solving for X when someone hands you a problem
What do they expect
When they throw you in the water and you don't know how to swim?
You can't solve for X
If nobody's taught you how to even ask a question

It's time to step out into the light
You might fall to earth or fly
It doesn't matter as long as you're trying
It's time to find a path to take
And I know you'll be OK
Can't wait to see you grow and change
On Graduation Day
It's Graduation Day

Grades K through 6 are mixed
Could be awesome, could be bad
But nobody likes junior high
Except for sycophants and psychopaths
The older you get
The more they want to tell you who they think you are
Don't listen to them, baby
Unless they tell you you're a shining star

It's time to step out into the light
You might fall to earth or fly
It doesn't matter as long as you're trying
It's time to find a path to take
And I know you'll be OK
Can't wait to see you grow and change

I won't lie to you, it's going to hurt sometimes
But no matter how hard it gets
Remember there's someone out there who loves you
And you haven't met everyone who will love you yet

It's time to step out into the light
You might fall to earth or fly
It doesn't matter as long as you're trying
It's time to find a path to take
And I know you'll be OK
Can't wait to see you grow and change
On Graduation Day
It's Graduation Day
It's Graduation Day

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16. Etymology

2020-02-29 @ 03:47pm
tags: indie-rock pop jazz-pop

VV: zecoop sent me this track a couple of weeks ago (formerly known as 'A Path and a Log': https://fawm.org/songs/104322/) and I've been making illness-related excuses ever since. My voice is mostly back to normal now though and I'm pleased I was able to figure out some words and get this finished off before the end of the month! I actually wrote parts of this lyric in the first week of February but hadn't figured out how to finish it, after reworking it to fit the rhythm of this song the rest of it flowed out fairly naturally. Phew! I also added a guitar solo and some organ stabs, I feel like I'm way out of my comfort zone here vocally / genre-wise but that's what FAWM is all about, right?

ZC:
So glad the health came back and some inspiration hit late. I love writing songs with VV because his lyrics and vocals are always so top notch and unexpected. So many words and just so perfect. The song kind of had a nervous energy already and he really just amplified that and made it even better. What an awesome last day of FAWM this has already turned out to be!! Thanks!!!!!

Lyrics

I'd love to hear your thoughts
if you have time to share
you have a poet's way with words;
you claim you're unaware
that the way you work with language
is like catnip to me
and eight out of ten cats agree

but when you caught me out
tapping my feet
to the beat of your conversation
you realised that I wasn't really listening

When you ask me a question
I start to realise
That I’ve taken nothing in;
I am fully hypnotised.
Hey baby, you caught me dreaming
I was lost in the shape of your words
And forgot about the meaning

but when you caught me out
tapping my feet
to the beat of your argument
you realised that I still wasn't listening
I cannot respond
I just want you to go on
so I smile and nod, “how interesting”…

I know that our relationship
is a little bit one-sided
but I bring genuine affection
even if the feeling’s unrequited
please don’t think worse of me
accept my apology
I’ll look the words up later
and explore their etymology

yeah you caught me out
tapping my feet
to the beat of your angry rampage
and realised that I didn’t have a choice
I hope in time you’ll learn to find
a little bit of peace of mind
and learn to love the sound of your own voice…
…as much as I do

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17. Nobody Can Drive (in Chesterfield)

2020-02-29 @ 08:19pm
tags: synthwave pop lo-fi road-rage sweary

VV: After finishing my @zecoop collab earlier I went through my FAWM project folder to see if there was anything I could salvage, and found the first part of this song in a Reaper project called "Generic Synthwave". It sounded better than I remembered, and I realised I could pair it with a quarter-finished lyric about bad drivers and maybe get something half-decent out of it. Fast forward several hours and a last-minute unexpected collab with Actual Chesterfield Resident @judypie (I only work there) and this is one of my favourite things I've done all month. Yes! Leap Day magic! Thanks @judypie :D

Judypie: I was trying to write a last minute song tonight when VV sent this over. I am pushed for time but really, how could I resist I thought I’d spice it up with some swears (I HAVE NO OTHER SKILLZ!) and some classic BV’s. Hahahaha I love it dude, thank you for inviting me to play

Lyrics

I’ll give you the benefit of doubt
and assume it’s not the first time
that you’ve used a roundabout
No clear signal, no indicator light
but you increase speed and then
start turning right

My brakes screech
and my tyres squeal
nobody can drive
in Chesterfield
My brain’s yelling
but my lips are sealed
nobody can drive
in Chesterfield

I’ll acknowledge that you’re of advancing age
but that won’t put a cap on my burning road rage
You didn’t use your mirror when switching lanes
Now my fingernails are stuck in the steering wheel again

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18. Tape 5 4-Track Placeholder

2020-02-29 @ 08:27pm
tags: four-track

please comment on original song post :)

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19. Tape 6 4-Track Placeholder

2020-02-29 @ 08:35pm
tags: four-track 4-track

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20. Broken Machinery

2020-03-01 @ 08:36am
tags: sad piano indie-folk ballad

VV: Woo, unexpected 4th Vowl Sounds collab, right under the wire! I wrote the basic track for this as my first suggestion for our third-round Spintunes song, but we decided to go for something more uptempo. I'm glad we got to finish this off though because it's totally dreamy and sad and lovely! And probably the most complicated thing I've written on piano thus far, I guess those lessons are paying off?

Lyrics

The emptiness flares
With a roaring in the cavern of your ears
Seeing blind spots as though dazzled by the sun
It's hard enough to eat
Harder still to sleep
Even with the whirring fan that stirs up the sullen heat
And with the blinds drawn
You contemplate your own machinery
Its pointlessness
Your helplessness
And me

Drink the ocean
Move the mountain
Smile when they ask if you're well
I'm sorry
I have nothing to offer but myself

We sit by the harbor
And count the sails drifting by, white as chalk
It's hard to tell if they're close or far away
Flat affect
No concept
Of where you are today
We walk back
You barely talk
I want to help, but I don't know what to say
I wish I could take this off your shoulders

Drink the ocean
Move the mountain
Smile when they ask if you're well
I'm sorry
I have nothing to offer but myself
And I wish I knew how to help

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