Blackbox Blues
April 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Piano! Mellotron! Squealing guitars! Stewardesses!
I've been working on this for a few weeks now. It's one of the more complex arrangements I've attempted in a while. I think I'm getting close to done, but I could really use some feed back. Thanks, folks!
lyrics:
you irregular? 'cause i'm irregular, too. we've all been cut to fit and there's nothing that you can do for it. you see, the trouble with trying to sleep like this is my head's hard tack and ac hiss. my head feels like a dead-end Darwin tree. that's what it's like for me.
you're gonna top yourself. you're gonna price yourself out.
are you a regular? yeah i'm a regular, too. the ground is coming fast; there's nothing that we can do about that. the flight plan's lost and you know the blackbox is laughing at us (it won't be erased). the stewardess is married to the sky each time that she walks down the aisle. it's the miracle mile.
you're gonna top yourself and you will price yourself out.
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posted by es_de_bah (11 comments total)
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I know it can be a fool's game to cite the groups that come to mind when you hear a song, so forgive me if you're not a fan of these bands, but I hear echoes of Sam Prekop/The Sea and Cake and TV on the Radio.
posted by umbĂș at 4:24 AM on April 23, 2008