Update: IGNORE THIS!
I had to change the comments rule to where you must register and log in. I appreciate feedback and any thoughts you may have on well…anything. The comments were getting overwhelmed by spamming arseholes.
Pat and I worked on finishing this song Sunday. it’s pretty funny I think. Was I trying to affect some kind of cheesy falsetto? Like this dude? I don’t know…well maybe I do.
Hey, I know its been a long time. Sorry for that! Things have been crazy as usual. I’ve been working on new stuff with my buddy Pat Barousse(insect fear, Magic Juan, Giving heads,Pigeon, etc.). It’s going pretty well and we have been writing lyrics and vocal melodies finally. I’d say we have about 6 or 7 songs in the finishing stages. Here are two of our tunes in rough mix form.
Is about the guilt Plasticman would feel as a peeping tom pervert. Since he is able to stretch out, he could hide behind the shrubs and put his eyeballs up on the window to get a closer look…the sick, pitiful bastard. There are lyrics about radiation, but I’m not sure of the true origins of Plasticman’s powers. I’m sure a comic book dude could comment on this!
This tune is about the existential angst we all feel. I once felt I was living in a plastic world or only perception and consciousness, but no real being. Isn’t that cool? In light of this jerk talking about Camus, I had to clear my brain.
Do yourself and the rest of us a favor and vote on Novemeber 6 for change!
Listen to this radio station!!!!
I think I am going to start putting stuff up on the site as a regular blog too. I’m kind of tired of a particular social networking site owned by the a-holes of Fox.
