DARKSUN
ANY all suggested happily attempted.
Nb. the vocals REALLY can't come up more than the tiniest bit without revealing problems.
This song has been around since about 2011.
Several people have attempted to do vocals but te texture of the sound and the very unpleasant lyrics have caused all but one to pass.
Recently original Pygmy Beat member, Terry Berman, was cajoled into having a crack. The hoodoo almost happened again as every track Terry sent me had horrendous noise on it. I almost gave up, again, but decided layers of subtle noise reduction via ReaFir and EQ might be a better option. It seems to have worked, though robbed the vocal of some top end which had to be returned via an exciter.
Oddly Terry uses the US pronunciation of "can't" & sometimes "the". Odd, as he was a primary school teacher in a past career - he was the sort who would ensure those things weren't used in Australian language - then again many people sing American.
Not 100% satisfactory but given the history of it I'm happy enough.
The only BIAB element in this is the harmony vocal backing. I think the BIAB part is fabulous.
As the original was recorded to a wandering drum machine it's astounding that Greg Loyacano was able to do the drum track and Gerry could sit the lead parts.
Bass & guitars as well as Mellotron samples are me.
Terry: vocals
BIAB: harmony.
Drums and lead are from 2011 the rest has been chopped & changed over the decade.

Dark Sun Rising

With Justice blinded,
Greed is reminded,
That might is right,
And will have its way,
The weak, the passive
Can’t hope to outlive,
Lawlessness their plight,
Yet they obey.

A dark sun rising,
For an accounting,
Of meek molested
And put away,
Of good forsaken,
Their faith hard shaken,
Too late the cure for
Blood flows this day.

For those unable,
Take heart in fable,
Those who can and
Of Those who will
Do right through wrong means,
Life intervenes,
Someone must and
Dark blood they’ll spill.

A dark sun rising
Unappetising
So few take up its
Burden of woe
No recognition
Just life’s contrition
For those who can and
For those who know

Not restitution,
Nor retribution,
Simple balance,
Resets the scale.
Sometimes two wrongs can,
Redress the wronged and.
Not turn time back,
Some Fates dovetail.

A dark sun rising,
For an accounting,
Of meek molested
And put away,
Of good forsaken,
Their faith hard shaken,
Too late the cure for
Blood flows this day.

Out from the shadows,
As waxing moon grows,
Silent foot falls
Upon the path
Some forms of justice
Are the antithesis
Absorbing life in
The aftermath

A dark sun rising
Feint heart reviving
The pain of life
Akin to death
It casts a shadow
Straight as an arrow
Marks the target and
Steals, from it, breath

A dark sun rising,
Unappetising
Too late the cure for it
Steals, from them, breath.

Last edited by rayc; 10/24/23 01:32 AM.
Cheers
rayc
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