Tuesday Sep 14, 2004

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As if I did'nt have enough on my plate...
I'm trying out for a band. Or starting my own.
One of the two. I don't know why. It's just my fucking ADD I guess. Whatever. I need a distraction...and I love being creative...so...THERE!

I spent today writing and recording a song to audition to for this band in L.A.

I'm not to confident about my singing skills...and while I know that most of you guys have differing musical tastes than I do. Most of you probably hate emocore...or post punk or whatever it is I fucking listen to. I don't even know what it is anymore...but I'd love some feedback on this. This was like the first time I sang it...so...it definately needs work...but ya know...generally?

I recorded this shit on my PC...so don't get your hopes up...the quality is ass but you'll get the idea. I'd turn down your speakers cause it came out a little bassy and shit. Follow along with the lyrics and comment on lyrics and style. Like someone has told me the word "shards" should go.

So HERE is the link...

and here are the lyrics:

IN CRIMSON (WALKING WOUNDED)

I'm Further pressed to find
Meaning in your lines
Or a second of your time
No hope in your promises

youve hung me out to dry
As you bleed me of my life
And softly break my wings

This is a dangerous liaison
It might quickly break me down

So nothing is what it seems
Another life without a theme
(As you crucify yourself)

Shifting all the weight of your regrets on me
____________________________

Take these shards of broken glass
From out your hands
And write you name up on the wall

In Crimson
Your heart beats for more
A fragile souvenir of
This world we fought so long and hard to win

we are the casualties
we are the walking wounded

And weve been taking our own lives
Each and every night

your last words haunting me
And Your voice is Calling me home
Don't tell me
we should'nt at least feel something here...
anything at all
(do you feel?) anything at all

Take these shards of broken glass from out your hands
In crimson
your heart bleeds for more
A fragile souvenir of - our love

Our love

In crimsonweve given our last drop
Weve given up on love

In crimson
We are the walking wounded
In crimson
We've given up on love....


~AXLXB
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t3chmonkey:
is that the one you sent for your demo? I think might have a little too much distortion on the vocals to give them a clear picture of what it sounds like.
It's like I've gotten beaten into my head again and again when I submit art to the comic companies, if you want to be a penciller, don't ink your stuff.
viciousdemalice:
If my computer would let me listen to it, I'm sure it sounds cool. From the lyrics, I can get a sense of how it flows, and it seems to flow nicely, which is good.
You definately have a gift for lyrics, definatively so. Write more and more, the better you'll be.

Take it easy and have some pancakes, they'll make you feel better! smile

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