
Thekesslerboy
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While working on something else, I started playing a rhythmic two chord pattern. A sliding to B, staying there with staccato stabs, then repeating. Threw in a cheeky G, then an E and kept it on repeat. I knew I would forget it in 5 minutes so quickly put it down with a drumbeat on the BR-800. Various little motifs occurred to me then and I brought them in and out one by one.
It feels like a movie soundtrack, music over the end credits. A British thriller from the 80s or a cheap sci-fi movie. Maybe The Long Good Friday or Escape From New York, I can't work out which genre yet. I don't think I will ever add lyrics anywhere so it will probably stay like this.
I can't count the amount of times I've put a couple of obvious chords together, and liked the rhythm of them but forgotten that rhythm the next day. Then I've been left with obvious chords with zero feeling, and no way of recapturing what it was I liked. It was the rhythm that made them and now it's gone, never to come back. Shows you have to record it immediately, if only on a phone, to keep the spark of what you heard that first time.
It feels like a movie soundtrack, music over the end credits. A British thriller from the 80s or a cheap sci-fi movie. Maybe The Long Good Friday or Escape From New York, I can't work out which genre yet. I don't think I will ever add lyrics anywhere so it will probably stay like this.
I can't count the amount of times I've put a couple of obvious chords together, and liked the rhythm of them but forgotten that rhythm the next day. Then I've been left with obvious chords with zero feeling, and no way of recapturing what it was I liked. It was the rhythm that made them and now it's gone, never to come back. Shows you have to record it immediately, if only on a phone, to keep the spark of what you heard that first time.