You people are dangerous for my ego. Something a bit different now; a song in praise of my hometown of Ottawa, Ontario. This song was written for the 175th anniversary of the construction of the Rideau Canal. The tune is by a well-known local Irish musician, Frank Cassidy. This tune has a two-octave-and-a-note range, folks. Don't try this at home.
The companion piece to the Turret Gunner's Farewell. This one's about my other great uncle, who fought in WWI and lived to tell the tale. (A bit more downbeat than TGF, and a bit of creative licence taken regarding his hometown.)
Another song on the new keyboard. Basically, the loop is four bridge ('fill') rhythms from the keyboard's analog drum kit, so I figure it's a good enough musical joke to submit it for 'bridge'. Anyway. it's kinda made up as I go (as before, live looping with my baby, and it's louder than my last one and attempts to be less sleepy. Critique welcomed, as always.
A song that sort of reminded me of the 80s but really isn't very 80s. Again, just an idea, not a whole production. Please, any criticism or suggestions are totally welcome. Thanks!
I think this is a pretty fun riff/song. Using a piano, loop pedal, and recording on my laptop Critique the hell out of it, as usual. (And, yes, I'm technically no pianist.) Any suggestions about how to 'flesh it out' would be welcome, too!
This is sort of the summer culmination of a song that me and some of my friends have built up. This version is solo (all of the extra 'tracks' are live loops) Oh, and critique the hell out of it!
I wrote and recorded this today - it's basically a stream-of-consciousness account of one of the stranger and more entertaining parties I've attended.
One of the nearly-finished songs for my almost-done RPM 07 album. Navelgazing lyrics, lush instrumentation.
At empyrean's request. I needed a break from mixing my own songs anyway, so I threw together this quick & dirty cover of the Counting Crows song in 15 minutes, and uploaded it warts and all - one take off the top of my head, complete with missed notes, words, and chords. Enjoy.
A cover of a song by Wilco or Loose Fur, depending on how you look at it. [more inside]
Slow-building kiss-off material, recorded in 2006.
An ode to some of the more vibrant personas and memorable events in Metafilter history -- and an homage to the classic tune by The Nails. Lyrics with tremendous amounts of annotation inside.
A rough structural demo of one of the songs I've written this month. Catchy, upbeat reflection on the simpler, softer times of my highschool musical upbringing. Imagine this with a dozen people clapping and singing along. And maybe an awesome guitar solo. I've still got three weeks, after all.
Let's call it EMOldtimey. Or, really, let's not. It's not a damned clean rendition, but with this old heartbreaker you don't have to be. My pre-verbal niece was purported to love it, and that's good enough for me.
This is a song I wrote in 1992, I got around to recording it in 2004. There are a few imperfections and I would like to record it again...a better longer version. Tell me if you like it.
Absolutely ridiculous synth-and-spoken-word composition I recorded to cut my teeth on Reason.
Now that the US mid-term elections are over, here's a song about politics.
Running with the unofficial Christmas Comes Early themea one-off from 2004, perfect for a mythical antichristmas album.
Working draft of an ode to those green-aproned mistresses of the coffee shop.
Satan has bad days too.
The nice thing about a musical website like AT is that when you apologize for a lame failure to update, you can do it in song.
A lofi, live, solo acoustic cover of the fantastic Yankee Hotel Foxtrot track, recorded a few years back. Music has been way too slow the last couple days, dammit.
Heavily manipulated wall of vocal harmony, runover, stabbed, and buried in a shallow grave.
I, too, recorded this song! It came out a little bit weird, which is probably appropriate.
The dance craze that's sweeping the nation! Lyrics by languagehat.
A song about songwriting.
Pop rock recap of the recent AOL search snafu.
Creepy, moody synthballad about geopolitical nuclear politics, circa March 2006.
The last song on my first solo record. Very sad melody and lyrics, keyboard and guitar. Get the rest of the record at the MySpace.
Pithy titles and me: not talking right now. A catchy little pop tune about domestic surveilance.
By god, it's a bluegrass song! Thought of it because of this superlative Williams interpretation.
Guitar instrumental from several years ago—improvised riff on Dr. Who, a theme from Final Fantasy 1 for the NES, and Pink Floyd's "One of these Days".
An acoustic rough draft—the first thing I recorded after I bought my first condesor mic. Pretty, improvised.
Electropop with shades of Postal Service. Diplomacy in action, a-thankyaverymuch.
Fresh this evening. No good news today, for tomorrow's issue of The Aural Times. Because the news sucks lately.
A short, pretty, desperate conversation about need and rejection. Plus arpeggios!
Singing and guitar and clapping and beerbottle flute and self-reflection. I posted this to the old music.metafilter.com back in 2003.
This is the first song I ever wrote. I was fifteen. I've come a long way, baby.
Cover of a gorgeous Wilco song. This is an extremely spartan interpretation. You may need to turn your volume up.
A little groove thing about the H5N1-positive German cat from awhile back. Beats via Sheep Beats; newsclips via Google Video; questionable vocals via my larynx.
My little brother turned 23 this year, and I'm a cheapskate. Solution: record a song! Can be used for people named "Alice" and also in a pinch "Alan".
Moody rock narrative about lust and desperation and a broken girl.
Jangly, wistful guitarpop as requested.
Of dead puppies and retribution. Originally written for The Aural Times.
Page: 1 2