I'd like you to meet Dr. Rhythm - a good and reliable "drummer". He is playing on this track and he keeps a tight beat.
Here we have a lament of responsibility, a step into adulthood:
Broken banal, I pick up the bread, I butter the bread
I did not know what I was talking about. In fact I sound a bit drunk, but I know I was not, since recording and drinking have never been an easy mix for me. I don't want to appear down on this one but the song was better served when it was re-recorded on Inventory, my 2005 CD. Listening now this song seems like a demo of a demo - but I will just call it charming and an interesting artifact. There is a bass in the mix by the way, but I can't hear it.
Any thoughts out there from the internet kingdom?
1/10/08
This Thick World
Labels: "Errors Intact"
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