
propman
Active member
Dear ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
I have another original offering for you that I would love to have picked apart. I'm mixing through semi-tired ears after a couple of weeks of recording this tune. Here's the song with lyrics to follow:
Mix 1:[MP3]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/65316259/Dry%20Spell%20(Mix).mp3[/MP3]
For mobile users
Mix 2:[MP3]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/65316259/Dry%20Spell%20(Mix)%202.mp3[/MP3] (Simplified drums and some minor tweaks/additions)
For mobile users
Thanks guys and gals! I'm looking forward to hearing what you have to say.
I have another original offering for you that I would love to have picked apart. I'm mixing through semi-tired ears after a couple of weeks of recording this tune. Here's the song with lyrics to follow:
Mix 1:[MP3]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/65316259/Dry%20Spell%20(Mix).mp3[/MP3]
For mobile users
Mix 2:[MP3]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/65316259/Dry%20Spell%20(Mix)%202.mp3[/MP3] (Simplified drums and some minor tweaks/additions)
For mobile users
Lyrics:
It's a story as old as the stock
That brought a new tradition to the block
Makin' in possible for Helena Bonham Carter
To caper, frisk or flash a garter
And cause a sea of glass bulbs to cough
It's a story as old as the plates
That shot the Himalayas through the gates
Makin' it possible for Carrie Nation's limo
To bust alongside Toco Bueno
Where she caught me shakin' my dry spell off
Behind the dumpster where I contemplate images
Contemplate time
Should I chase an idea
And not acknowledge what I've got
Which ain't a little thing
It's a story as old as the pin
That Laius jammed into his next of kin
Makin' it possible for Oedipus and Jocasta
To copulate and play canasta
She strangled and his eyeballs fell off
Should I chase an idea
And not acknowledge what I've got
Which ain't a little thing
It's a story as old as the stock
That brought a new tradition to the block
Makin' in possible for Helena Bonham Carter
To caper, frisk or flash a garter
And cause a sea of glass bulbs to cough
It's a story as old as the plates
That shot the Himalayas through the gates
Makin' it possible for Carrie Nation's limo
To bust alongside Toco Bueno
Where she caught me shakin' my dry spell off
Behind the dumpster where I contemplate images
Contemplate time
Should I chase an idea
And not acknowledge what I've got
Which ain't a little thing
It's a story as old as the pin
That Laius jammed into his next of kin
Makin' it possible for Oedipus and Jocasta
To copulate and play canasta
She strangled and his eyeballs fell off
Should I chase an idea
And not acknowledge what I've got
Which ain't a little thing
Thanks guys and gals! I'm looking forward to hearing what you have to say.
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