Soundcloud: Not Every Day Was Sad

This song has been looking for a band since early this year when I began writing it. I never imagined I would select a STYLE named "Gumdrop" (Americana Country Pop) that would fit it so perfectly. Someday I want the PGM guys to tell me how they decide on the name of a STYLE. Can't be easy since there are so many. I found two dozen styles in the Xtra Styles 3 PAK for which I wanted to write something. Perhaps there are more songs to come from the inspiration found there.

The only instrumentation I added to the song is a Fender Nashville Power Telecaster on the intro, break, and fills. Everything else is BIAB. The tracks were exported from BIAB to Reaper and the guitar, vocals, and harmonies added. Final mix and mastering were done in Reaper. Telecaster EFX via Johnson J-Station. Vocals via the sweet Rhode NT1000.

Enjoy,
Bob cool

****** Song Summary *************
Title: Not Every Day Was Sad
File:NotEveryDayWasSad-Gumbdrop.SGU
Key=D , Tempo 130, Length (m:s)=4:25
9 bar intro, 133 bar chorus, from bar 10 to bar 142. Repeat x1 chorus
No Melody
No Soloist track.
Style is _GUMDROP.STY (Gumdrop Americana Country Pop)

RealTracks in style: ~684:Bass, Electric, PopHalfNotesSync Ev 120
RealTracks in style: 1275:Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm PopUpliftHeld Ev16 120
RealTracks in style: ~1119:Guitar, 12-String Acoustic, Strumming Ev 120
RealTracks in style: ~543:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm Dreamy Ev 120
RealDrums in style: RockHardEven8 w Tamb [Multi]

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Not Every Day Was Sad
c. 2017 Bob Buford

Hazy purple evening, a Colorado sky
A waning moon is sinking low and stars go falling by
I think about the life I've had, a heart I should have won
Guess I could have done it better, but I always choose to run

Here looking back now, on a life-song's sad refrains
The years have worn the edges, but softness still remains
It's such a narrow picture, I choose a wider range
Change the way you look at things, the things you look at change

Not every day was sad
Not every night was blue
Not every hasty word
Meant "I don't love you."
We've come so many miles now
Always hand in hand
You'd think by now we'd finally understand
Not every day was sad.

In all the years that passed now
I've learned to live alone
At least in my own mind
I'm back out on my own
I wouldn't say it's something
I ever meant to do
All I tried to hold on to was you

Not every day was sad
Not every night was blue
Not every hasty word
Meant "I don't love you."
We've come so many miles now
Always hand in hand
You'd think by now we'd finally understand
Not every day was sad.

BIAB 2018 ULTRA
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