Files - 10/31/22 10:56 PM
Hi Folks.
I try not to post very often, but this one was long due. A lyrical collaboration with Ray (rayc). Your critical comments, especially on the mix are appreciated & encouraged. Thank you for giving this time.
Misha.
Files
Lyrics:
Hungry mind is searching for clues,
lucky cast of the dice
fighting sleep apnea
with fine whiskey and ice
stars are winking through the window
devil playing on his fiddle - midnight blues
Chorus:
What is going on inside of that computer on your shoulders?
Memories of love encrypted tightly in it's folders
Running malicious code
Time to unplug your cord.
Lazy minds seeking cheap excuses,
Broadcast into the night
fighting self awareness,
Hiding from plain sight
Stars implode on my TV screen
Like the blackhole within your mind
midnight blues.
Me & mine wearing bruises,
Morph into fight or flight
Tuning fork on my mind
Neither one has it right
New dawn clawing on the window
devil packed his bow and fiddle
morning blues
What is going on inside of these computers on our shoulders?
Memories of love shared oh so tightly in their folders
Running half written code
Time to reboot - reboot...
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Tech Stuff:
Lyrics: Ray Cochrane / me
Arrangement / synths / programming / vocals - me.
BIAB:
2325:Bass, Synth, Rhythm JazzFunkFat Ev 110
3338:Synth, Analog, Soloist FunkJeff Ev16 110
2158:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm FunkyGroove60s Ev 100
2618:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm Funk16thsMutedWahWah Ev16 100
2625:Guitar, Baritone Electric, Rhythm BluesBoogieBassAndLicks Ev 100
RealDrums: CountryEven8
Synths of Kontakt and Halion. Recorded in Cakewalk.
I try not to post very often, but this one was long due. A lyrical collaboration with Ray (rayc). Your critical comments, especially on the mix are appreciated & encouraged. Thank you for giving this time.
Misha.
Files
Lyrics:
Hungry mind is searching for clues,
lucky cast of the dice
fighting sleep apnea
with fine whiskey and ice
stars are winking through the window
devil playing on his fiddle - midnight blues
Chorus:
What is going on inside of that computer on your shoulders?
Memories of love encrypted tightly in it's folders
Running malicious code
Time to unplug your cord.
Lazy minds seeking cheap excuses,
Broadcast into the night
fighting self awareness,
Hiding from plain sight
Stars implode on my TV screen
Like the blackhole within your mind
midnight blues.
Me & mine wearing bruises,
Morph into fight or flight
Tuning fork on my mind
Neither one has it right
New dawn clawing on the window
devil packed his bow and fiddle
morning blues
What is going on inside of these computers on our shoulders?
Memories of love shared oh so tightly in their folders
Running half written code
Time to reboot - reboot...
------------------
Tech Stuff:
Lyrics: Ray Cochrane / me
Arrangement / synths / programming / vocals - me.
BIAB:
2325:Bass, Synth, Rhythm JazzFunkFat Ev 110
3338:Synth, Analog, Soloist FunkJeff Ev16 110
2158:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm FunkyGroove60s Ev 100
2618:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm Funk16thsMutedWahWah Ev16 100
2625:Guitar, Baritone Electric, Rhythm BluesBoogieBassAndLicks Ev 100
RealDrums: CountryEven8
Synths of Kontakt and Halion. Recorded in Cakewalk.