lyrics:

i ain't got a fuckin' cat.

i have no cats

i got no kitty litter

i have no cats

i have no ball of yarn

i have no cats

do you see a fuckin' cat?

i have no cats

do you see a fuckin' cat? 

I don't think so.

okay.

i admit it.

i have some cats.

but don't judge me!

they're my best friends!

oh i have some cats!

oh i may have some cats!

meowmeowmeowmeow

i have some cats

i don't know what they're doin'

i have some cats

they follow me into the bathroom

Alpal...who said to me, in no uncertain terms, that she has no cats. (and that she wasn't going to fart.)

lava_tornado released a great rockin instrumental called Project 26.  Then Babbish sung her sun baked and neon lit lyrics onto it.  Here, I just added some backing vox.

Some guitar, bass and kit.

while working on a REmix of "the prize," i got this riff in my head. so i put prize on hold and worked on this.

sampled a bit of Lava Tornado and another tasy find from GwenInterrupted's trusty loop collection.

Guitar, Bass, Arrangement ~ meeeee

rather than sit around with it, i'm sharing it in its "rough draft" state. or whatever.

i'd love to get someone doing a nice hip hop flow to it. or something of that nature.

tbc.

this is why i hit RECord.

<3

This RECord can now be heard on the HitRECorderly #3 Vinyl (released Summer 2012) as "Diamond in the Rough"

check it out here:
http://moveonthesun.bandcamp.com/track/diamond-in-the-rough

The drums on the last version were pretty messy, so I brought back the original beat and tweaked the production a bit. It's at 94bpm if you want to do anything with it.

just some beats + solo. Enjoy!

Is it still cheating if it's in your mind?

95 BPM

A Funky Blue Groove - BPM 120

Some times when I get funky the beat can get dubby.

97 BPM

This beat was getting sassy on me.

BPM 100

100 BPM

some lyrics included thus far....

plagued all alone on the island of...

Famous Fools who try

their hands at the Big Lies

making the boring guy feel better

Bitter Better

SOMETHING IS NOT QUITE RIGHT

A little project a friend and myself started (but never finished) a few years ago. Sorry about all the reverb.

A song about someone getting older and looking back.

Lyrics

Up in the attic is a faded photograph
of your wedding day
that's the way time goes these days

Out of your window is an unfamiliar scene
You remember when it was all empty and green

You remember when people said
exactly what they meant
You remember when a spade was called a spade

You remember when the universe felt young
and so did you
You remember when your love was fresh and new

Down in the basement is a box of broken dreams
Promises  pulled apart, torn at the seams

Phantoms and ransoms you picked up along the way
In a life lived right, that's the price you've got to pay

You remember when people said exactly what they meant
You remember when a spade was called a spade

You remember when the universe felt young and so did you
You remember when your love was fresh and new

You remember when people said exactly what they meant
You remember when a spade was called a spade

You remember when the things you held onto were owned, not lent
You remember when the people you loved stayed

A song I wrote for Lawrie's film; Empire - apologies for the dodgy French and dodgier pronunciation - eek it was my first time writing in French see - forgive me? Anyway! I would be soooo happy if someone could put some music behind my vocals - pretty please!!

Je vois ton petit visage
Dans les nuages, dans le vent
Dans mes larmes
Quand ils tombent constamment

C’est dommage, petit fils
Que tu est mort dans la vie
Sans espoir et plein de maladie

Tu as vu petit soldat
Tante tristesse et douleur
La misère dans les yeux
Brises mon coeur

C’est ma faut t’es perdu
Dans un monde d’inconnu
Tu as crie mais personne n’intendu

Rétournez a moi
J t’attendrais toujour
Rétournez a moi
N’ayez pas jamais peur

Added words and singings to mikeregannoise's wonderful track - Telephone. Hope ya like, Mike! :)

This is a blues song I wrote a couple months ago, and finally decided to share. I'm playing the cigar box guitar with a slide.

This isn't really what I had in mind when I was first inspired to play with this piece.  But I was somehow pulled in this direction, and since it felt like it was cooking, I took advantage of the opportunity to just have fun with it...As much as it's kinda unexpected dress in which to drape such a dark lyric.  

The ideas are pretty well formed, but it's by no means "done".  Like, it feels "over" before it should be, IMO...Despite the long ambient section at the end.

I'm putting it out today because I'm not sure I'll be able to spend more time with it in the next few days, and I might forget to otherwise : )  So yeah:  Feel free to add new sections, parts, or arrange the parts I've created differently.

I'll be putting up stems shortly.  Everything has been conformed to a consistent tempo, and even the non-drum part at the end is at tempo should you care to use it, so it should offer lots of possibilities.

Added the extremely high harmonies and some bassy bits.

My first stab at putting the whole thing together.  35 tracks of blissful, drunken wailing.     Y'know, he would have faded out......

i don't know where i've been

i can't recall if i'm wearing thin

i don't mind if i'm lost

i don't mind if i'm tired and frail and lost

i left a man in my wake

resented him for what he had to say

i don't mind that i'm alone

i don't mind that my heart, it carries stones

my heart, it carries stones

i told it all, unedited

i told it all like i remembered it

they interlocked and then they fled

and met again, but the love they'd made was dead

i am no historian

i'm prone to error in the records i give

i am proud of what i feel

i am proud that my skin is tempered steel

my skin is tempered steel