When The Future Froze - 03/03/24 03:59 PM
When The Future Froze
This a therapeutic song, written because yet again winter has felt like something that never ends - making music has moved my thoughts elsewhere for a moment... and also it's a way of showing my middle finger to winter I have written winter songs before, this time I wanted to avoid word "waiting", that's why there is even less hope in the story - I also found a nice word "juggernaut" to refer to Mad Max Winter mood... Well, I hope you find something positive in the story and don't get buried under my avalanche of harsh mindscapes
Vocals are by Synthesizer V JUN this time, has fitting dark tonality and closer to my voice hopefully also in this case I'm especially happy that I found that solo guitar RT, I knew that it had to be a fast soloist played very slow to get the "dragging" sound I wanted and this metal one was a perfect match.
Based on the style _MOON.STY
RealDrums: ModernCountryRootsy16th
RealTracks:
#3455 Electric Bass
#4502 Electric Piano
#2878 Electric Guitar Rhythm Americana
#3717 Acoustic Guitar Baritone Rhythm
#3693 Lap Steel Background
#4545 Electric Guitar Soloist Metal80sPopFast8ths
#4523 Electric Guitar Baritone Rhythm BroCountryPop16PowerDist
#4580 Electric Guitar Rhythm PopGlowHeldPlusGrit
#3267 Cello
#4573 Dizi Flute
#2334 String Quartet
Vocals: Synthesizer V JUN
Mixed in Cakewalk by BandLab (Ozone 11, Nectar 4, Neoverb)
Lyrics:
Blooming rye in the spring morning haze
gentle whispers, a lover's heartfelt gaze
great expectations cooled and fell as snow
hearts were ploughing frost in the biting blow.
Winter is too long
summer is too brief
I harvest only weeds
every snowflake is a thief.
The shutters of hope now closed
winter withered the primrose
time came to a halt
the future froze.
The passing peace of the isle's balmy breeze
the fragile balance of weather, plants and bees
greed froze the teardrops of the architect
eons couldn't heal what the man had wrecked.
Winter is too long
summer is too brief
I harvest only weeds
every snowflake is a thief.
The shutters of hope now closed
fallout faded the primrose
time came to a halt
the future froze.
The avalanche continues
buries my thoughts
alone to witness
the last straw
rolled over by a juggernaut.
---------------------------
Janne
This a therapeutic song, written because yet again winter has felt like something that never ends - making music has moved my thoughts elsewhere for a moment... and also it's a way of showing my middle finger to winter I have written winter songs before, this time I wanted to avoid word "waiting", that's why there is even less hope in the story - I also found a nice word "juggernaut" to refer to Mad Max Winter mood... Well, I hope you find something positive in the story and don't get buried under my avalanche of harsh mindscapes
Vocals are by Synthesizer V JUN this time, has fitting dark tonality and closer to my voice hopefully also in this case I'm especially happy that I found that solo guitar RT, I knew that it had to be a fast soloist played very slow to get the "dragging" sound I wanted and this metal one was a perfect match.
Based on the style _MOON.STY
RealDrums: ModernCountryRootsy16th
RealTracks:
#3455 Electric Bass
#4502 Electric Piano
#2878 Electric Guitar Rhythm Americana
#3717 Acoustic Guitar Baritone Rhythm
#3693 Lap Steel Background
#4545 Electric Guitar Soloist Metal80sPopFast8ths
#4523 Electric Guitar Baritone Rhythm BroCountryPop16PowerDist
#4580 Electric Guitar Rhythm PopGlowHeldPlusGrit
#3267 Cello
#4573 Dizi Flute
#2334 String Quartet
Vocals: Synthesizer V JUN
Mixed in Cakewalk by BandLab (Ozone 11, Nectar 4, Neoverb)
Lyrics:
Blooming rye in the spring morning haze
gentle whispers, a lover's heartfelt gaze
great expectations cooled and fell as snow
hearts were ploughing frost in the biting blow.
Winter is too long
summer is too brief
I harvest only weeds
every snowflake is a thief.
The shutters of hope now closed
winter withered the primrose
time came to a halt
the future froze.
The passing peace of the isle's balmy breeze
the fragile balance of weather, plants and bees
greed froze the teardrops of the architect
eons couldn't heal what the man had wrecked.
Winter is too long
summer is too brief
I harvest only weeds
every snowflake is a thief.
The shutters of hope now closed
fallout faded the primrose
time came to a halt
the future froze.
The avalanche continues
buries my thoughts
alone to witness
the last straw
rolled over by a juggernaut.
---------------------------
Janne