Aha so...
About the
right amount of unusual you'd expect from me, I think.
This sounded awful for a long time, then just seemed to click for me after a while tweaking the production.
Still unusual, but hopefully a little more easy-listening. Turned my rapping into more of a "country" vibe?
A ended up mixing a few different takes on the electric guitar and vocals all into the final, but just panning and voluming them different. ( i.e. 2 vocal takes, first is normal volume centered, the other is split, reduced volume and panned either side). I quite like how it's came out, with the "group" vocals and panned electric takes wizzing around - but too much maybe?
Intro and Outro guitar wasn't planned either, but I thought it sounded cool so left it in.
I bought a really cheap
electric-to-usb cable a while ago and though it sounded too flat at the time, my slowly improving production skills meant I gave the cable a go (as opposed to putting my mic next to the amp) and managed to cut out some of the cheap-cable buzzing and add some dimension with EQ and reverb (I hope).
Quite an abstract way of going about the concept I'm looking at, I wont give anything away here (interested to hear what you take form it) but feel free to check the
lyrics post for more context.
Thanks to all those who gave feedback in the Lyrics section for this also, and those who have given feedback on my last song (which I don't want to bump) - all is much appreciated.
Also know I'm behind on feedback so as usual no hard feelings if you skip me out, though I am hoping to catch up
https://soundcloud.com/namelessmc/wait-until-theyre-older
She was a sweet young girl with love on her mind
Used to work in an office and smoke to unwind
Met a man with green hands - spilling contraband
They were close for the most together all the time
Didn't think it through, gave birth to two,
Tied down to marriage she'll have to make do,
He's quite intellectual with so much potential,
But slaving for wages to pave the way,
Unfulfilled aspirations by unplanned creations,
He's caving from the pressures of the day-to-day
Wait until they're older
She was a stay at home mother with chores on her mind,
Used to clean the house and smoke to unwind,
Stuck with an addict sitting 'round tragic,
They were couched in the house all of the time
Months turn to years, the boredom turns tears,
Tired of the marrage too late for repairs
Completely clueless, mind now useless,
Shadow of the man that he used to be
Blissful innonance shrowded in ignorance
Toking away the thoughts of family
Wait until they're older
She was a middle aged lady with freedom on her mind,
Used to work part time and smoke to unwind,
Made new friends, found a means to an end,
She was debating escaping all of the time
Thoughts turn to actions, that's how it happens,
Breaking the marriage in search of passion,
He was completely distraught never pondered the thought,
That those words could be spoken,
Discredited endevours no redemption whatsoever
A man no more just broken
Wait until they're older
The kids grow old, from a broken mold,
Of relationships and family,
They do what they see, not what they're told,
Faking living happily.
All the best,
Scott.
