It was 1978. I was 13. And I bought my first album, The Motors, because I loved this song more than life itself. [more inside]
The nearest I ever got to a hit record. 1995-6 4-track cassette demo (God knows how I got all those guitars happening) of a song for my then band Earcandy. I really think this could have launched us if we hadn't all had day jobs. Pretty much irrelevant now, but at the time when we played it we felt like Gods! As it was, we got a bunch of radio play but never followed through because the drummer quit. Oh, well.
Are we there yet? [more inside]
Shorter, sweeter mix of this responding to some of the suggestions on the last one. Lost the first intro, cleaned up the drums, changed the harmonies slightly, brought up the melody guitars, and dropped in a blazing little guitar solo, even if I do say so myself! It's under three minutes now -- give it a listen! Now just have to figure out the B-side...
Balls out late 70s powerpop version of the song I posted an acoustic demo of yesterday. [more inside]
Feisty powerpop version of the a capella song I posted for the challenge. Man, this was another freakin' difficult song to mix, not least because it was the first one I did on my Yamaha HS50m monitors which Chococat recommended.You know when you go to the bathroom in the middle of the night in a hotel and accidentally turn on the overhead fluorescents and catch yourself stark naked in the most unflattering, pore-revealing detail and sort of gasp in horror? These speakers are like that. You fight them every inch of the way, not trying to get the song sounding good, but just to stop it sound so goddamn bad. [more inside]
Final mix of the song I posted a couple of days ago incorporating a couple of changes suggested by uncleozzy. [more inside]
Another slice of 1995 Big Star/Television influenced indie ephemera from my 4-track cassette box. I still really love this guitar riff and the herky jerky power pop stuff at the end of the chorus. A song about not wanting someone to feel bad for dumping you. When I first heard Sloan, I thought 'man, they stole my sound' although really we both stole Velvet Crush's. [more inside]
As I was noodling around with these chords, beautiful summer has arrived here in Seattle. I couldn’t help but look out the window of our little music room at the gorgeous weather, flowers, blue skies, and people having fun on the water and asking myself, what am I doing inside on such a lovely day? And the answer is, writing a song about how I love the summer months as long as I’m safely ensconced indoors and out of the sun. It’s not my fault that I’m borderline translucent and in danger of melting in summer sun like a chocolate bar on the backseat of a car in July. But keep in mind, those of us who prefer it inside, aren’t necessarily anti-summer. We love watching it from the safety of air-conditioned shade. [more inside]
I don’t know crap about this topic but it hasn’t stopped me from having my interest piqued. Specifically, I’m talking about brain chemistry. Both the mechanics of it and the way we manipulate what those mechanics do these days are super interesting. Even more amazing to me is how people’s emotions (usually negative emotions) can be a simple result of a chemical imbalance in their brain. Wow. I realize the drugs we have today are both amazing relative to nothing and very blunt instruments relative to what we’ll have down the road. And while I haven’t tried any of them, I sometimes wonder what people did before they existed. Mostly suffered I suppose. :| [more inside]
For the RPM Challenge. [more inside]
This one I did for the musical version of NaNoWriMo (aka RPM). It's part of a planned concept album/musical (in the vein of Tommy or The Wall) called Comeuppance by my band Ready Demolition. This is the third demo I did tonight. Lemme know whatcha think. [more inside]
This is a live version of a song I did with Video, a band I'm no longer in.
Here's an unfortunately prescient political power-pop tune I penned in '02, as recorded by Detroit's own rock foursome LISBOA at our (then) modest home studio in our first collective foray into DIY recording. RIFYL: The New Pornographers and dudes/lady-dudes in that vein. Honky tonk piano (emphasis on the "honky"), a Hammond, some e-Bow, a little vibraphone, and a few too many "nah-nah-nah-nahs," but whaddya gonna do, right? Hope you dig it, friends.
The Archers of Loaf meet the Bay City Rollers in this humble contribution to the grand tradition of cheeky break-up tunes. Terrible puns abound, but you've been warned. From LISBOA's 2003 EP Either Origami, available here for five lousy clams. Crank it up, friends.
Putting the "b" in "subtle," Detroit's LISBOA pens a political power-pop tune that pulls no punches. Alliteration is always awesome. Sounds like: Kansas City's best (i.e., only) Cheap Trick cover band meets Propaghandi at an after-hours bingo parlor. In drag. Dig the horns, dudes and lady-dudes.
Another slice of power-pop rock from LISBOA's self-produced 2005 LP Live from the Grand Hotel Abyss [iTunes link], with a title indirectly inspired by a mefi thread of all things! By the way, you should totally pick up a copy of the mefi compilation CD: it features another track from LISBOA as well as a bunch of great tunes from some genuinely talented mefites, too. Plus, proceeds go to, you know, the kids.
Un-seasonal uplifting powerpop from Farrah.