#171 ALL MY LOVING (THE BEATLES COVER). i love the beatles. nothing will change that. from time to time i cover their songs and it pains me each time because i know i’ll never get it right. yes; i’m that kind of beatles fan.
this song was from early on in their career… probably released in the early sixties as part of their second album, if i remember right. my parents love this song; i heard it around the house all the time.
hey sillyheads! SOUND TRIP with APLM is back. our time slots are mondays 1PM and 7M, and tuesdays 1AM (GMT+8)… which means that the show will air on sari-sari sounds in TEN MINUTES! tune in, chill out, and go on a sound trip with me. <3
(this week, we’re featuring POT’s self-titled debut from back in the late nineties, in memory of the great karl roy.)
we are now at around 75% completion re: the hip hop album. tracked vocals for two ghost night tracks (hard as fuck; i had to really work on these), and a rabbit hole revelations track. that leaves four tracks undone — two by new dark age, one by ghost night and one by nemo hose. hopefully i’ll be able to track for all of those next weekend.
i spent some time with prudence (my steel seagull), too. i’d been ignoring her recently because i’ve been so focused on my vocal recordings, but last saturday we got to do the taking back sunday cover! she’s totally complain-y, though. I KNOW YOU NEED A 9-VOLT, PRUE. STFU. i think she’s a little jealous of ghost (my nylon yamaha) because at least my little G gets to spend the weekdays with me, but really there’s not big difference. i barely get to play the guitar these days.
lastly, HH and i finally made some progress on a new song for AO. his guitar playing is just amazing; it’s a constant challenge to match the creativity and energy he puts into our music. so far we’ve got a WIP of me singing the melody using some really, really bad placeholder lyrics — the kind that sounds like i’m reading a 15 year old high school girl’s diary. will post more details soonest.
that’s about it for now. can’t wait for next weekend, when i can (hopefully) say by sunday that i’m done recording for the hip hop album. fingers crossed!
#170 MAKEDAMNSURE (TAKING BACK SUNDAY COVER). this isn’t really the whole song, so don’t get your hopes up. i realized quickly as i was trying to record it that my voice just wasn’t going to cut it — the range needed was a little rough for me to match (funnily enough it’s the low end i have trouble with).
but, since i said i’d do it, here it is. at least, the parts that i can actually sing. i might do a full cover one of these days; we’ll see.
#169 ALWAYS BE MY BABY (MARIAH CAREY COVER). pretty sure i’ve posted this before, but not sure if i posted it as a daily/weekend wave. whatever.
this cover is the single most listened to recording of mine. i really don’t know how to feel about that, as i did this in one take, with a shitty mic, without a click track, in a relatively noisy room. if anything, it’s become a reminder to me that i should always try to record in the best of conditions, and that i should be more of a perfectionist when it comes to downloadable things i post.
last night the band hunkered down and settled in for a night of mixing / hanging out. i’ve been with this band for a little over a year now, and one of the most memorable things that’s been said to me by a band member is this: "it may have been your song, and you do have a say in what it should sound like; but i’m sorry, it’s not just yours anymore. it’s our song now." J said (something like) that last december, during the initial mixing process, while we were all talking about one of our songs, “please” (it’s one of my oldest songs, and one of four songs — so far — that i’ve given to the band).
i couldn’t agree more; to be honest i was quite touched and honored that he said that. it is a product of my apparent self-loathing; to this day i’m amazed that people — sometimes people i don’t even know! — listen to me and my music, so for someone to infer shared accountability for something that i wrote is just mind blowing. it’s the same for my collaborations; sure. but it sure feels different when it’s said right in front of you, and it’s backed up consistently by live performances.
back to last night: J and J (guitarist and drummer, respectively) had us listen to a final mix of “please,” and in my wildest dreams i had never expected it to sound that way. when i was 17 and heartbroken for the first time, it took all of my teenage angst to write that silly little song about being scared to tell someone i like him because i was shy and i didn’t want to get my feelings trampled on all over again. the melody was quiet, reserved and meek.
this version was glorious; peaks and valleys, light and dark, and just so much more depth all around. this was more than just my song, definitely. and surprisingly, it’s the heaviest of all our songs. i loved it.
each and every day i am reminded of just how lucky i am that these four people took a chance on me. i smile a little wider, sing a little louder, and hold my head a little higher with each performance — so much about me has improved that it’s almost silly to just say “thank you.” i find myself thinking in terms of big gestures when i think of how much i want to let them know what this all means to me.
but for now, i suppose this will suffice: thank you, from the bottom of my silly little heart.
"A handful of captivating, sonorous indie/alternative pop songs are represented here which are embellished with an array of diverse influences drawn from left and right, from the centre and periphery. These influences do not originate only from within the Western indie scenes (twee, southern rock, baroque pop, art pop, dream pop) but also from Brazil (for instance, at No Me Hagas Daño you can detect the templates of tropicalia pop a la Os Mutantes)…"
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