I started this song on Monday - I went downstairs plugged in and pounded away until a progression came to me, then a 2nd. I built the basic song in BIAB using a ska guitar, a clean tele sounding one and bass n drums from a "punk" style.
I imported the tracks to Reaper, rendered it & listened to it a few times that night.
In the shower on Tuesday I had a lyric idea - not great, not even nice but an idea. I replaced the BIAB guitars with a Mustang track and a Tele clone track using a Marshall amp crunchy as well as clean.
Wednesday the lyric idea had developed into a "melody" as well so I sketched that with a few passes and replaced the BIAB bass A few listens and a sleep pointed out the phrasing problems amongst others.
Today I retracked the vocal and added some gap filler guitar for intro & solo parts.
The BIAB RealDrums are solid and have been through a little EQ and compression.
It needs a real voice, a real solo and some Valium - tracking at 165bpm was messy and exhausting.
It's a ditty about a post punk/post new wave figure.

SoundCloud link:
https://soundcloud.com/rayc/in-the-kitchen-pygmy-beat-extended

Lyrics...

IN THE KITCHEN
VERSE1
Pounding out an urban soundtrack`
Fake to face we take the bus back
Everything breaks it’s what we lack


CHORUS1
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Keep Natalie from the kitchen
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Just don’t know what might be found
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
Eyes glazed and he’s twitchin’
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
He’ll end up hanging around

VERSE2
Transmission breaks and it ends
Walking on splinters with my friends
You know some days we can’t defend

CHORUS2
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Keep Natalie from the kitchen
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Just don’t know what might be found
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
Needs to take his medication
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
He’ll end up hanging around

VERSE3
Family portrait on the wall
Belgian whispers for the fall
Crisis high prices one and all

CHORUS3
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Don’t send Debbie to the kitchen
Just don’t know what might be found
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
Don’t let Ian in the kitchen
He’ll end up hanging around

No joy no
No fun no
No joy no fun.

Last edited by Andrew - PG Music; 02/09/23 09:07 AM.
Cheers
rayc
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