[SaW40] – plink
October 8th, 2009This is me… rediscovering my African heritage. (Shut up.)
This is me… rediscovering my African heritage. (Shut up.)
This one is a bit weird. I don’t think I’ve ever tried something in 3/4 time before. I blame it on copious viewing of dance shows and Glee. Now if I could just get Lacey Schwimmer to dance a waltz with me…
Kanye West jumps up on stage at the VMAs like a douchebag and makes a little girl cry. Obama calls him a “jackass.” Hilarity ensues.
[Note: No celebrity impressions were used in the making of this song. Everything you hear was actually uttered by the POTUS and captured on some sort of recording medium.]
I called this one 11:11 because that’s when I started writing it. (Also to mess with Karen.)
I’ve spent the better part of a week hiding in the Santa Cruz mountains, poking my head out periodically to actually do some real work in downtown Santa Cruz. All that, and yet I’ve managed to eke something out and STILL look sexy. How do I do it? I dunno. Anyhoo, I decided to call it “porque,” which doesn’t really mean anything. In fact, I’m not even telling you how I pronounce it. You know… just to be extra mysterious-like.
This is my attempt to dig down into my R&B/Hip Hop roots. (Yeah, a white boy can have Hip Hop roots!) I was kinda using Dr. Dre’s slow jam beats as inspiration. How’d I do?
This is for Les Paul. It was improvised and recorded in one pass. Sure, there are plenty of “mistakes” in there… but I think that’s the whole point.
This week, I decided to try something different. Indaba Music is running a contest wherein entrants are asked to remix the Weezer song “My Brain (Is Working Overtime).” I thought I’d take a shot at goofing around with it, and this is what happened. I figure, how much more different from the original could I get?
I promise… no more covers or remixes next time.