I'm Trying (Song for Honest Objects) - REVISED
Another Garage Band disasterpiece by yours truly. A rude person might re-dub it "I'm Trying (to Learn to Sing)", but not me: I simply layer the vocals 4 or 5 times over, mess with the pan and the effects, and try not to completely fall on my face:
Here it is -- NEWLY REVISED 1.26.06: trying.mp3
Lyrics:
I am a Scud missle skipping off a dune into the sand
I am a tractor trailer driving for the wives in two lands
I am the very computer with a black and green screen
I am a yellowed map in Harlem with a failed development scheme
I am a grease trap festering in late summer sun
I am a foxhole buried up with uniforms and guns
I am a broken paparazzi cam with only three pix
A fervid Creationist's mutating fist!
But baby...
Chorus:
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying now to earn my keep
Justify the breathe of every molecule
Never take more than I need
I am a pair of Skidz pants in a mall in '92
I am a cracked pint glass filled with stale microbrew
I am a dorm room sofa with a pledge's puke stain
I am a sports dome stadium in a town with no rain
I am a server in a shack never plugged into the 'Net
I am an autographed guitar with a string and one fret
I am a family room silent from the sound of no kids
A relationship failing on a wind-swept cliff!
But baby...
Chorus
...this also had a bridge involving "lobster traps" and "pink fly swatters", but I ran out of time.
posted by Paul S. at
4:44 AM
2 Comments:
nice one. it's in my iTunes now. but if you want more audience, try creating a channel so people can subscribe. like this crappy one.
Hey p,
The song is cool. Seems you are more comfy with garageband, and thus more willing to experiment with production stuff. All very effective.
the lyrics are nicely echoing of whitman's song of myself / leaves of grass. they are nicely mysterious, too.
Keep 'em coming!
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