One night when I was about twenty I dreamed about looking into a mirror and seeing my father's face staring back. It freaked me out, deeply, because I had made a conscious effort not to be like him. So this is a song about that. [more inside]
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]
I've been trying to come up with a love story titled ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS for a movie, but this fell out instead. Video link inside. [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]
Today's espresso-driven shot of melodrama power-pop. Originally written around 1995, I think I finally nailed how it was supposed to sound. [more inside]
The first of two songs for this month's Summersong challenge -- a singalong powerpop anthem about incest, sunburn, and lost love on an English council estate. [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]