In There Somewhere - Pygmy Beat Exteneded feat. Bob Harris - 06/04/21 04:00 AM
Hello Folks,
It's been YONKS since I posted one of my own ditties.
Playing bass with Spirit Level kept me busy and moving to 100km to another state certainly kept me busy.
Truth be told I posted an early version of this song around October of last year.
I spent the next five months waiting for a chap who wanted to do the solo but that didn't eventuate. Another chap, Bob Harris, offered to fill in at late notice so is on this version.
I need your ears for this one.
There's a little guitar figure I use every few bars of the verse that I'm unsure of.
Is it a useful addition or an atonal distraction?
Vocals are me, sadly, and I've tried to emphasize the minor chord sections by adding a raised seventh to one of the bvox... does that work?
Finally, any other mix/production/tracking suggestions would be appreciated and attempted.
BIAB drums & organ in this one...Bob Harris does the guitar solo and I'm to blame for the rest.
In There Somewhere
https://soundcloud.com/rayc/amajune4
Here's an update with bvox raised as suggested by FJ...
In There Somewhere tweak
Another update based on suggestions to have the guitar figure cut through a little better.
I've also experimented with the "melody" a bit...
In There Somewhere Iteration THREE
Lyrics:
IN THERE SOMEWHERE
Reason with the logic
Rhyming riddles for a song
But the words don’t come together
Something definitely went wrong
The smiling clown went away for good
To the circus, city, sewer
He was running out of lives
& his mask was so much truer
He was running out of life
& the options are fewer
There is no rhyme or reason
For feeling like you do
No, no definite rhyme or reason
But the focus is on you.
So come my bleeding jester
Entertain the gawking crowd
No definite rhyme or reason
Just the genes you’ve been endowed
The man was in there somewhere
Beneath his rhyme there was no reason
His façade would someday crumble
His humour his treason
& they laughed at your insanity
No prying eyes to look inside
But their laughter was inanely aimed
At the mask in which you hide
But their laughter was inane again,
As they line up to take a side
There is no rhyme or reason
For feeling like you do
No, no definite rhyme or reason
But the focus is on you.
So come my bleeding jester
Entertain the gawking crowd
No definite rhyme or reason
Just the voices getting loud
There is no rhyme or reason
For feeling like you do
No, no definite rhyme or reason
But the focus is on you.
So come my bleeding jester
Entertain the gawking crowd
No definite rhyme or reason
Just the voices getting loud.
It's been YONKS since I posted one of my own ditties.
Playing bass with Spirit Level kept me busy and moving to 100km to another state certainly kept me busy.
Truth be told I posted an early version of this song around October of last year.
I spent the next five months waiting for a chap who wanted to do the solo but that didn't eventuate. Another chap, Bob Harris, offered to fill in at late notice so is on this version.
I need your ears for this one.
There's a little guitar figure I use every few bars of the verse that I'm unsure of.
Is it a useful addition or an atonal distraction?
Vocals are me, sadly, and I've tried to emphasize the minor chord sections by adding a raised seventh to one of the bvox... does that work?
Finally, any other mix/production/tracking suggestions would be appreciated and attempted.
BIAB drums & organ in this one...Bob Harris does the guitar solo and I'm to blame for the rest.
In There Somewhere
https://soundcloud.com/rayc/amajune4
Here's an update with bvox raised as suggested by FJ...
In There Somewhere tweak
Another update based on suggestions to have the guitar figure cut through a little better.
I've also experimented with the "melody" a bit...
In There Somewhere Iteration THREE
Lyrics:
IN THERE SOMEWHERE
Reason with the logic
Rhyming riddles for a song
But the words don’t come together
Something definitely went wrong
The smiling clown went away for good
To the circus, city, sewer
He was running out of lives
& his mask was so much truer
He was running out of life
& the options are fewer
There is no rhyme or reason
For feeling like you do
No, no definite rhyme or reason
But the focus is on you.
So come my bleeding jester
Entertain the gawking crowd
No definite rhyme or reason
Just the genes you’ve been endowed
The man was in there somewhere
Beneath his rhyme there was no reason
His façade would someday crumble
His humour his treason
& they laughed at your insanity
No prying eyes to look inside
But their laughter was inanely aimed
At the mask in which you hide
But their laughter was inane again,
As they line up to take a side
There is no rhyme or reason
For feeling like you do
No, no definite rhyme or reason
But the focus is on you.
So come my bleeding jester
Entertain the gawking crowd
No definite rhyme or reason
Just the voices getting loud
There is no rhyme or reason
For feeling like you do
No, no definite rhyme or reason
But the focus is on you.
So come my bleeding jester
Entertain the gawking crowd
No definite rhyme or reason
Just the voices getting loud.