Funny one, this...
To try to get a different perspective on things...and to stop everything sounding the same...I decided to dump all the guitars for this one and just tap out all the instruments on my mac's keyboard...so there's one track of midi drums using uJam's "Solid" virtual drummer (which I really like) and one track of percussion...an 80's style bass synth and a couple of electric pianos along with the track of tinkly bell-things...so six tracks in total (plus the vocals, of course)
I really liked the emptiness in the sound...rather than stuffing it with guitars and what-have-you to hide behind, as I often do.
EDIT: But then I changed my mind and re-recorded most of it
Going for an early 80's synth-pop sound, i tried to get it sounding a bit like A-Ha's "take on me" and decided to get in character for the lyrics too...which was, of course, a bad sign. I really hated school...especially comprehensive school from 1979-1984. One benefit of having a really shit time is that afterwards, you don't have to waste any time on nostalgia. Apart from that, don't think I could take anything positive from it.
The first line of lyrics "Never found another of its kind" was really "Never found another of my kind" but I thought that sounded a bit weird...so I changed it.
My wife really didn't like this song. Had she known me back then, I suspect she wouldn't have liked me either. It was all the rage
Anyway...that's the unpleasantries out of the way...here's my little ray of sunshine...
BitterSour
Never found another of its kind
Dreaming of the day when I could leave it all behind
Replace it with some simliar ordeal
You can feng-shui all the scenery but not the way you feel
Looking back I wasn’t wrong to think
That ship had sailed, I know for sure, I stood and watched it sink
With nothing left on board I'd care to save
I’m scooping up the past to dump it in an unmarked grave
Memories dredged up from that amateur hour
Familiar flavours of bitter and sour
I more like the future and less like before
I’d turn back the clock ’til it tick-tocked no more
I gave it a shot
But ran out of juice
Threw in the towel
I've got no excuse
Memories dredged up from that amateur hour
Familiar flavours of bitter and sour
I more like the future and less like before
I’d turn back the clock ’til it tick-tocked no more
Thanks for listening...and it's totally OK if you hate it too. I really don't mind :)