||[Nov. 14th, 2008|11:14 pm]
prosody and melody songwriting project
Hello everyone. |
My name is Patrick. I am the newest member and a friend of Rodneys. I'm excited to be participating in this group and already had allot of fun making my Zombie song. I am using Cubase to record and have not even come close to figuring it out yet. (does anyone else happen to use it or is it shit?) I know very little about recording, or computers in general. (and mine is a real piece of shit) I play the guitar, bass, and drums. I also dabble with the banjo, mandalin, and keyboard. I have been in several bands and musical projects over the years but am currently in none.
For my zombie song I tried to make the music sound as "zombiesk" as possible. I used an electric, acoustic, bass, drum set, and keyboard. For effects I used a "Big Muff" and a Vox wah wah. Other than that there are very few effects on the song. (just some reverb on a few vocal tracks) I am less than satisfied with the vocals like I usually am when I finish a song, but I'm going to try to use this project as a way to improve my voice. Also I have no clue how to go about trying to master my songs when I finish them so the mix sounds ok but the eq on the whole track could use work. (I'm sure I'll figure this all out as I get more used to the program.) I'm looking forward to seeing what other people think of my work,and to here everyone elses take on each weeks topic and where they go with it. This group is such a sweet way to have fellow musicians give you their honest opinion. ok..... looking forward to the next topic..... Thanks for accepting me to your group....
Lyrics to - Friends like these. (huh Gary)
My friend seems strange these days.
I never see him blink as he stares to space.
His face is pale as paste, he smells like shit,
he walks with his legs perfectly straight.
You lost your life and came back seven months ago.
I know it's dark and cold, time goes so slow below
the cellar stairs where you have made your home.
Now when he comes around he's always down.
Just fumbles around and pounds em' down,
breaks my house, and goes insane.
I know he'd love to eat my brain but
we're dear friends and where else would he stay?
Have you gone insane? Man ever since you died you realy changed.