Hello Folks,
I've not posted a new track in a while.
I've been busy writing & recording with a couple of things close to finished but not quite.
This is something I started a couple of days ago which I decided to post as it could use some outside ears.
SPIDER
Here's an update based on the comments thus far:
SPIDER 6
UPDATE with draft vocal,(aggressively chopped and tuned for phrasing and pitch):
SPIDER w Draft Vox
It was built from _Majesty_Sty. Majesty Psych Rock March Solo.
I've retained Organ 671 throughout and used bits of the solo guitar that is part of the style as well as RealDrum Praise Worship 16^2 for the verses. I swapped, (in Reaper),to ProgRockCanSlow16^ for the chorus. Oddly the chorus RealDrums have a lot of kick/bass drum on the right side so I've had to split the track and use some tricks to make the bottom end mono.
The rest of the parts are built with:
Knockhoffner bass through a Behringer Comp pedal then a Behringer BDI21
Squistang & Harleybacker 12 string through a Joyo ACtone pedal with different voiings for each part.
I double tracked the chorus rhythm guitars and panned them fairly wide.
While the ACtone is pretty good, it's cab sim isn't as fab so I used speaker impulses in ReaVerb VST rather than reverb files. That works a treat.
Any feedback or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
LYRICS...WARNING - not pleasant reading.
There may be some references that are unfamiliar with non Australians, (some of this is recollection of my childhood in the 60s), I had a vague idea a couple of days ago but it came to me almost complete late last night:
Spider
Escape into a nursery rhyme
Little Golden Book or two
Wooden seat, wooden desk
Wooden rule on legs for you
Times were simpler
But evil preached & taught
Fresh milk delivered daily
Still the innocents were caught

A diet of Combat, Disney, Magazines
The Monkee Mobile & Batman’s too
Where boys don’t cry – no in between
What would The Man From Uncle do?
And the itsby bitsy spider
From behind its rock came out
With the power of authority
As our parents would spout.
You must respect your elders
You must all know our place
You must only speak when spoken to
You must look them in the face

Sun warmed milk
No matter your lactose state
Stacked in steel crates
By the cyclone fence gate
In the 50s of silence
The 60s of obey
There was no escape
There was no chance to say

Saved from the inkwell smear
A yellow, plastic tube of blue
When the corporeal was real to fear
What would Crusader Rabbit do?
And the itsby bitsy spider
From behind its rock came out
With the power of authority
As our parents would spout.
We must respect our elders
We must all know our place
We must only speak when spoken to
We must look them in the face

A transistor radio so soon to be a teen
Maxwell Smart & 99 too
Where girls don’t tell – just be seen
What would The Beaver do?
And the itsby bitsy spider
From behind its rock came out
With the power of authority
As our parents would spout.
I must respect my elders
I must know my place
I must only speak when spoken to
I must look them in the face

Sugar & spice the girl must be nice
Snips & snails the boys’ face turns pale
Neither was given the skills to survive
The danger not strangers but those in the hive.
We must respect your elders
We must all know our place







Last edited by rayc; 03/08/23 04:15 PM.
Cheers
rayc
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