The Weekly Song

Week 22 - Rock 'N Role Model

Those of you paying close attention may have noticed that ever since I started getting laid on a regular basis, the quality of my productions have declined rather markedly.  I do apologize because you are about to be exposed to the most glaring example of this decline.

That being said, this song would not have been possible at all without the help of my indirectly-aforementioned boyfriend who brilliantly composed most of the lyrics for this song after we both decided that we need to be more like The Jamies' bass player, Saysha Heinzman.  "She's a rock'n role model," was the precise phrase that started the song, and before I knew it he was off and running.

The crappy production will be remedied as soon as possible with an actual recording with The Jamies.  So, sit back and enjoy the scruffiness while it lasts.

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lyrics
she meditates for breakfast
does yoga by the new school
she's puttin' down the whiskey
and breakin' all the rules
she runs a mile after dinner
she climbs rocks in her bare feet
it never stopped her
from holding down a sick-ass stupid beat

rock rock rock rock rock'n role model!

she's a portrait of perfection
all her actions are absolute
she's spinning a new direction
and with every turn she speaks the truth
she eats steak but only free range
she hangs out but never past three
she's got integrity
she knows what this world really needs

rock rock rock rock rock'n role model!

from out of the bottom she's climbing the ladder
for something inside her that's growing yet shattered
and knowing it never comes easy

rock rock rock rock rock'n role model

Week 4 - Tick Tock

First of all, this is the 3rd song in a row for which the lyrics were written first.  I'm truly enjoying this method of songwriting (thank you, again Ms. Palumbo).

This song is quite clearly about me wasting my life away at a bar - there is a specific bar I can name, but I won't, because I know my fans may overrun it in the hopes of catching a glimpse of me there. tee hee ha haha <ahem> ha.  The influences here are also quite evident, though not ones you'd expect to co-exist quite so harmoniously, namely Kate Bush & Elliott Smith.  Go figure.

Also, you will notice that my nifty little soundcloud player has decided not to join us for this week.  It will return soon, I promise.

There is one more thing I would like to say about this week's song.  I have never before been able to play and record such a smokin' guitar solo as the one captured here, at approximately 1:48. It is my most favorite thing in America.

There is one final thing I'd like to say, but it is unrelated to this week's song.  In my internet bumblings this week, I've discovered several other brave souls subjecting themselves to this very same undertaking.  I shall shout them out appropriately in my sidebar and in another post - but for some reason right now, I just can't seem to summon the will to collect the urls and paste the code and blah blah blah. I'm a lazy, awful person.

 

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lyrics
just sit there
in your cold chair
with your face in your hands
and your lunch on your pants

touching the face on your watch
leather band
and the hand
goes
tick tock

sit there
fake a cool stare
with your hands on the bar
and your drink never far

touching the face on your watch...

the owner takes his seat
says, you gotta be kidding me
when change is all you know
and the word fast is said to slow
before you know it we'll be all grown

sit there
frizzy brown hair
with your lips on a shelf
white stain, nothing else