Union Street (Hold On) by spickeringlr
Felt like being sparse with this one. No loops or click track. Just me playing and singing at the same time. Through in a harmonica overdub, but at least its me playing it and not a loop. Rather Dylanesque. I like it.
Tag: Music
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New Song: “Union Street (Hold On)”
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New Song: “The Cinnamon Line”
Kind of a “Cosmic” Country number. I got that word from Daniel Tashian. I’m nowhere near as good as him, but I hope you enjoy! You can download it free to your computer with that little download arrow on the player. If you enjoy please re-share, “like” this page, or “re-tweet” or all three! To help me get a little exposure. Thank you!
The Cinnamon Line by spickeringlr
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Download One of My Songs “The Darkest Hour Comes”
(Right Click This Link and Hit ‘Save As’ to Download this .MP3 if you would like it for your own iPod. Or if you would simply like to play the file on the iPhone or iPad Simply Click the Link.)
You know, I always put my iPod on “Shuffle.” I have around 1700 songs on there and I just like the sense of being surprised by what is coming next. Also it keeps things from being forgotten and somehow the juxtaposition of completely different styles of music creates some kind of spark in me, turns me on more. I look back on the days of listening to the same album over and over again as sort of a rusted, dated, “Provincial” type attitude, as it were.
There’s also another benefit for me. Since my own songs are on there, every once in a while, I get to unexpectedly see how my songs and music, fit in or “hold their own” against the “legitimized” tracks in my library. And to my surprise, and usually when I’m at a point where I am sort of “down” on the quality of my own work, I get this strange sense of feeling my own work objectively, as if it were someone else’s. It seems a trick the brain plays when the setting is on shuffle. And its a pleasant one. And more often than not I end up actually enjoying my own work as much as the preceding and ante-ceding tracks that have qued up. It’s a weird sort of exhilarating feeling of seeing myself as someone else, and liking that someone.
I was playing golf the yesterday evening. And in the middle of the shuffle play list one of my songs came up, “The Darkest Hour Comes.” It’s a song I did a year or so ago. I’ve posted it on this blog before. I can’t remember which songs it came in the context of, but I remember I was pleasantly surprised by how much I liked it and the quality of the recording within the context of the “professional” cuts that surrounded it.
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Work in Progress, “Take Me Home”
Like I said, I’ll just start posting things here, even when they are not finished. It seems I need to the motivation of getting it out there to do any real work on these tracks. I know that lack of patience and need are the Ego factor, but so be it for now. I’ve been really frustrated with this track. Still am. But I do think it has gotten better with each step, although I hate the fact that the process has been frustrating. I think I’ll work on putting out an EP, this and four other tracks. I’ve got plenty of material for 20 double albums, but I get so perfectionist with producing, it takes me forever and like I said, it becomes frustrating when the sound in your head isn’t able to realized in the recording. But I think I need to start playing these songs live. Let them breath and get some life. Then I think the natural arrangements will come more freely instead of having to “force” it. Take the songs I’ve written lately, learn them by heart, play and sing them emotionally, live, and I think I can move the ball forward. Oh, if you happen to like this track :-), you can download it by clicking that little down arrow on the right side of the player.
Please, by all means, give me feedback. Much appreciated!!!
“Take Me Home”
Take me home
Take me on
I’m better than I used to be
I’m better than I used to beNow love’s gone wrong
And I’m out on my own
I’m older than I used to be
I’m colder than I used to beBut I’m not that same kid
Who ruined your game you did
And I know it’s hard
To be on your ownLaughter’s cry
That same goodbye
We don’t want it ‘till we have it made
We don’t own it ‘till it’s been to lateSummer’s dawn
Walk the streets of this town
I like it when its cold outside
I like it when there’s room to hideBut I’m not the same kid
Who ruined your game you did
I want to be in another
Womb that’s like the mother
And you know it’s hard to be alone(Repeat first verse)
Fim.