I sat in the car, waiting for the kids to get out of karate class, and I mixed three songs. I am such a dork.
First, Out of Control. Written in 1997 by me, Mike, and Maria. Unlike the other songs I’ve taken from the Prime Meridian set lists, this one was actually written for and by Prime Meridian. We had a number of different singers over our three years together. One of them used to call this song, Out of Control Like a Tootsie Roll. It took huge willpower not to sing that line today.
Second, The Monica Song. More than any other song I’ve posted online, the lyrics to this one make me cringe. A lot. This song is me, a not quite 21 year old, musing over a picture from a Sports Illustrated Swim Suit Calendar. If memory serves it was April ’92. I lacked the confidence to ever explicitly write a song about a woman, so I wrote this crap as a sort of exercise. It is a little painful to listen to now. However, I still really dig the way the guitar part grooves. I believe this is the one song I’ve tinkered with the most of any as far as arrangement is concerned. When I first wrote it, it was a heavy rocker. While working at Northeast Broadcasting School a couple of years later I flipped it on its head and made it an acoustic song with just one guitar, one voice, and one saxophone. This arrangement is meant to be a bit of a hybrid of the two others. I don’t know if I like it or not.
Thirdly, The Sky. Speaking of embarrassing, back in ’94 or ’95 Mike and I were playing in a band with a drummer named Dan. The band never got a name, but we were occasionally very good. I think that period might have been the best I’ve ever been as a guitar player. Anyway, we made a 24 track demo at Northeast Broadcasting School. Three of the four songs we did have been re-recorded by me this month, including this one. Although at the time it had very different lyrics. On two of the songs on that demo, Jim the Keyboard Hero contributed freakin’ fantastic keys. This song was one of them. Unfortunately, I totally suck on keyboards so I had to seriously dumb down Jim’s awesomeness in order to at least have some organ on the track. It’s kind of painful to think how much better Jim’s part was. Still, I always had fun playing this song, even though it’s pretty cheesy.
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