WeeklyBeats 2018 – Week 35 ‘Kitty Kat Blues’

Week 35 ‘Kitty Kat Blues’

Last few weeks I’d been working on more samply/audio editing based tracks, so I enlisted the help of my mate and drummer extraordinaire Anthony to just do a blues track.
Kind of an ode to strippers
This was a single condenser mic in figure 8 pattern – capturing guitar amp + kick, with the Z00m H4n acting essentially as an overhead mic. Recorded vocals seperately. Really trying to steal some of that fred mcdowell + black keys vibe, and get a fat heavy sound but kind of friendly too. I personally really like the end result and think it’s a great way to do things!

A really fun project to mix
Thanks for listening! – huge shout out to Devieus who I just realised has basically left a comment on every track i’ve done for the year! That’s awesome and v much appreciated

Thanks for listening!
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We’ll take the low road
No gods, No Masters
I gotta go
Push it push it push it faster

She’s workin’ hard – harder than it seems
Kitty kat
She’s workin’ hard all night – harder than it seems
I swear
When i came in here – my wallet was bursting at the seams.

Take the low road
No Gods, no Masters
I gotta go
Push it push it push it faster.

Earn that money, earn that money money
Pretty girl you’ve got what I need
But I get the dreams for free

WeeklyBeats 2018 – Week 33, Southbound

Week 33 – ‘Southbound’

Back after a 7 week hiatus – a Sunday Special.
Pieced this thing together in one afternoon from some old words I wrote a long time ago – driving from near Byron Bay to Sydney. Scared of my dodgy 1986 van’s speed-wobbles and thinking about music and travel.
Likely come back to this in the future and re-scrub a few rough edges for a seperate release, but I’m happy with the result smile

I’m thinking of presenting my own personal WeeklyBeats 2018 – Best Of show, at the 2019 Adelaide Fringe Festival, with a live band and some sort of visual element. Recounting this years’ experience, and also coming home strong after missing a chunk of songs in the middle of this year.

Thanks for listening!
Southbound.
Boosting on the A1
Things are always changing,
Good things have just begun.
Images.
Of a fiery death flash past –
But I’ve gotta drive fast.
I’ve got a show to make and she’s waiting.
In the back of my mind –
Where I’ll always find her.

Southbound
Lightfoot and well fed.
Like a raging bull, charging where I turn my head.
Southbound
Changing lanes in the pouring rain.
Coming in hot!
And making it back again.
Sydney side
Lookin’ down the harbour.

WeeklyBeats 2018 – Week 18, Quantized Pt.II

Week 18 – Quantized pt. II

Picks up where last week left off.
I like this whole song-fading-into-song thing, dunno how long I can keep it going for, but I’m enjoying working on a new album from left to right.

Thinking of coming back to this one with a friend who plays saxophone and record a couple of stabs in harmony + a wandering solo.

Repetition Repetition Repetition Repetition Repetition!

Weekly Beats 9/52 ‘Death of a Nurse’

Week 9/52
A punk / rock kind of a jam which tbh I’m very happy with!
I wrote part of this song a while ago and used this week to really piece it together into entirety.
The drums were my friend Anthony – recorded with my 2 NUDE microphones (Ribbon + Condenser) in my dad’s house.

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Bass / electric guitars DI and digitally re-amped.
Acoustic guitar I used a Mid/Side recording technique to create a nice wide sound, which i could ‘scoop’ in the middle to make room for the vocals in the mix.

(Using a kind of jazzy chord progression – somehow inspired from Springsteen’s ‘I’m on Fire’)

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Lyrically this song has to do with my mum passing away a few years ago – and also, a few of the ideas/thoughts that surround something very difficult like that. But it’s also a fun energetic song and I like it that way.

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Thanks for listening!
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Well a new year’s coming and it’s coming up fast
Boy start running it’ll kick your ass
Starts out hard and only gets worse
End of a life – death of a nurse.

Heartache, heartache of the realest kind.
Now it’s too late, too late, to say goodbye.
So I’m growing up cold and talking straight
I got big dreams and they can’t wait for you to
pack your bags and walk behind
Never been one to stand in line.

Look at you all
I can’t believe
They were the final words you said

Before you checked your ticket and closed your eyes
I’ll see you on the other side
Starts out hard and only gets worse
End of a life – death of a nurse.

Hold me now and don’t pretend like you don’t know that everything ends.
Hold me now and don’t pretend like you don’t know.

Something to say boy or something to prove?
Risky play, so much to lose
Wet your lips and dry your eyes
Good days make the best goodbyes.

Look at you all
I still believe
She’d be having a ball

Before you checked your ticket and closed your eyes
I’ll see you on the other side
Starts out hard and only gets worse
End of a life – death of a nurse.

Hold me now and don’t pretend like you don’t know that everything ends.
Hold me now and don’t pretend like you don’t know.