Little did I know what or with whom I was getting to know.
I haven't slept, eaten...( except breakfasts ) and drank way to much since "SHE" got here and I am not sure if I am gonna make to June 8th.
She says we have 5 more songs to get written and on "tape" in a roughed out fashion and that's just today........ 
"Change your strings before this take Hunny" she says. " Have another beer and get to work Hunny" she says. " Play the piano on this on Hunny" she says " Tune the bass Hunny." she says. " No time to rest now...we've only got so much time Hunny" " We need to run to the shops Hunny...I need another mouse for the computers....I hate yours.."
Well......since the first poem of hers I put to melody, recorded on a 79 dollar Radio Shack memo recorder, and sent it to her, things have changed. A lot.
That old version is here:Where Love Lives On
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Fer instance...she is actually here. That in itself is amazing. And she figured out how to turn on my bazillion $dollar$ studio. I turned it on once, but it took me 4 hours to figure out how to turn it off. And never recorded a thing on it...it was just over my patience level. In other words.. I have none. It's been sitting in the corner for months.
She sat down, turned it on and said " What is this for Hunny?"
2 hours later......rough experimental versions of not only Where Love Lives On, but half a dozen others, some of which didn't exist until yesterday. She is writing words and pushing hard to "get things done Hunny. This is easy."
She learns fast, and while she was being a Producer and Sound Recording Engineer and all around General Slave Driver, with the one side of her brain, she was on line applying for a position back home for a slot on a team of women who are going to build a rocket. I am not kidding either.
Anyway.... This is a rough "first take" sort of version of it again...no vocals yet...SHE hasn't approved them. Bumps and mistakes included...... Instrumental version....vocals to come as soon as she lets me I can sober up.
Actually...if she knew that the vocals suck because of all the beer, SHE would make me stop that too!
Please don't mention that to HER.
I need some kind of nourishment if I am not gonna have time to eat anything. I am wasting away to nothing over here.
Stay tuned
I do am
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