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Random Record Pick is a way to organize and archive an always-growing collection of vinyl records. Each record is randomly picked from a shelf or crate or dusty corner of my house, a photo is taken of the cover, and then the entire record is played all the way through, even if it’s terrible.
For more photos, connect to @afrancisb on Instagram.
Random Record Pick is a way to organize and archive an always-growing collection of vinyl records. Each record is randomly picked from a shelf or crate or dusty corner of my house, a photo is taken of the cover, and then the entire record is played all the way through, even if it’s terrible.
For more photos, connect to @afrancisb on Instagram.
Random Record Pick is a way to organize and archive an always-growing collection of vinyl records. Each record is randomly picked from a shelf or crate or dusty corner of my house, a photo is taken of the cover, and then the entire record is played all the way through, even if it’s terrible.
I haven’t done a rewrite or re-recording of an old song in a long, long time (if you consider 7 months ago a long time). But I figured I’d get going on these again, at least to get me thinking about writing songs again. It’s been awhile since I even considered that (other than the Talkin’ Headline Blues that I’ve been keeping up with). Mainly that’s been due to not being on anti-depressants, then being on them, then feeling like a crazy person, then wanting to tear out all my veins, then feeling okay again, and, finally, repeating all that over and over and over.
So, anyway, I’m doing these again. Or, at least I’m going to try to keep up with them. This one is from back in late-November 2011. This is where you can hear the original and read about where the song came from.
It’s a little interesting because the original version was about a very specific thing. I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to rewrite it since it’s so out of date. Then I started thinking about cooking. About doing no cooking. About what else you’d be doing with your stove if you weren’t cooking. About how anyone manages to hold it all together every single day.
So, it’s about a lot of things. Mainly it has nothing to do with cooking, though. See?
Also, this new version is a new version of an old song I wrote, but that old song was a rip-off of another, older song that I changed the words of in order to get my point across.
This new version feels more like a rewrite of that original, older song, Bound For Glory. It’s got no agenda. It makes every point. It’s got almost none of me in it. It’s got almost all of me in it.
It’s both of everything and none of nothing.
Here’s a tune I wrote…last week? On the 24th of…July? Whenever that was. Was 2 weeks ago. I just checked.
So the weeks fly by.
And, this isn’t a one line or one verse song like I said I was gonna stick to. (I also said I was gonna do one a day. Oh well.)
Anyway, I wrote this one in a minute. And then, after playing it through to some guitar music, I realized it’s actually probably part of this song from last year (which, actually doesn’t sound much like this old version, but there’s no recording of the newer version to my knowledge). Weird that the song from last year was from late July too. Maybe I was unconsciously trying to rewrite that one.
Either way, this is a second part to it, which I’m always looking to add into my songs since a lot of the time they only have one or two different parts in them. Mainly because I write them and then don’t work on them at all. Then I get bored with them and just throw them away.
And because I’m lazy.
Anyway, this new song has some good elements. I’m particularly drawn to the very end. The whispering-singing-type part. That’s interesting to me.
Now, I’m going to probably not post any new songs for a while. I need to go back and do some relearning. I haven’t done it in so long and I think it’s part of the reason I’ve gotten so lost. I stopped trying to teach myself anything. (Remember, I’m lazy by nature, so it’s easy to just sit back on my haunches and relax and say, “Ahh, I’ve done it….”)
But I’m done with that. My hands have been on fire for 2 or 3 years and I never knew why. Maybe this’ll help.
That being said (and making no sense), I’ll probably still post a bunch of new songs and new ideas and new diagrams of things that will help to become something again.
I’ll keep doing the Talkin’ Headline songs too. Those are funny to me. Plus, if I don’t, then I just don’t read any news at all and can’t fool as many people into thinking that I have any brains.
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