Hello Folks,
I started this on Monday.
After a bit of guitar strumming I worked out a progression for chorus and then built this one from that beginning.

MASTERED
IDEE FIXX

Constructed in BIAB, tweaked in their too...some chords, though right for the key weren't right for me.
"****** Song Summary *************
Title: final fast
File:final fast this.SGU
Key= A, Tempo 130, Length (m:s)=2:53

Style is _LOITER.STY (Loiter Quarter Kick Rock Shuffle)

RealTracks in style: 2749:Bass, Electric, RockShuffleHardDoug Sw 120
RealTracks in style: 2752:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm RockHeavyShuffleChopMurray Sw 120
RealTracks in style: 2751:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm RockHeavyShuffleMurray Sw 120
RealDrums [in style:RockShuffleQuarterKick^03-a:Open Hat, Snare, b:Toms, Snare"
I replaced all BIAB but the drums but they stuff that was BIAB generated REALLY helped me decide where to go with this.
I had a set of vocals sorted yesterday but they embarrassed me more than usual this morning so I ditched them and the melody and came up with a new vocal on the run.
The Bvox in the verse are too loud but I do want you opinion on the bvox levels generally as well as the non chop guitar on the right.
Some of the lyrics are indistinct - this time by design...sort of genre appropriate i though...I may be wrong - YOU BE THE JUDGE.

Idee Fix

Streets filled with methylated ghosts
Keep company with fear
Stoned, cold & lonely
An everyday Monday year
And the euphemists, alchemists, pessimists
Pay fifty cents a glass

Armed salvation warriors
Professing inanities
Like real human dolls they come
With peroxided personalities
Inner city mutants
Die a little every day this
Contagious fast food famish is
Carcinogenic so they say

A clock drinker’s promises
Of a brand new second hand world
Fighting tenement phobia
Like defensive autistics curled
And the euphemists, alchemists, pessimists
Pay fifty cents a glass

Armed salvation warriors
Professing inanities
Like real human dolls they come
With peroxided personalities
Inner city mutants
Die a little every day this
Contagious fast food famish is
Carcinogenic so they say

SOLO (?)

Streets filled with methylated ghosts
Of a brand new second hand world
Stoned, cold & lonely
Like defensive autistics curled
And the euphemists, alchemists, pessimists
Pay fifty cents a glass

A clock drinker’s promises
Of a brand new second hand world
A brand new second hand
A brand new second hand
Brand new second hand world




Last edited by rayc; 09/12/20 12:29 PM.
Cheers
rayc
"What's so funny about peace, love & understanding?" - N.Lowe