I just found the last copy of an unreleased acoustic demo I recorded in 2007. I made a few copies and shared it with some friends, folks at the local coffeehouse and my mom. It’s all acoustic and includes three tracks. The first song was only performed once. The last song you may recognize if you’ve ever seen us play or own our studio album. The second song I can guarantee you’ve never heard before.
Two mentions and listed on the front cover! Not too shabby for our debut in a nationally distributed magazine. Even better, our album appears next to our good friend, Mikie Lee Prasad, a great local musician who we both know and love. The amp review below even features Dangermaker, a band we’ve performed twice with already. The mentioned show was our most recent at San Francisco’s Grant & Green Saloon in North Beach. And yes, that’s a picture of me next to the amp :)
Disclaimer: Although I write for Performer Magazine, I had no influence over our album review and our inclusion in the gear review was by request of the National Editor to test the practical usability of the amps.
It’s a song I had always wanted to learn on piano but never owned the music. The next best thing is to arrange it for yourself, I suppose. I even added a new part in the middle to mix things up.
I took this photo one night while staying late in the office. After uploading it to Radar, a commenting friend suggested the caption sounded like “the beginning of some amazing lyrics.” So, using the photo and a beautiful night as inspiration, I wrote a simple song and recorded it this morning with GarageBand (please pardon the internal mic buzz).
I hear jazz, people walking and the sound of cars
Through the windows while I’m talking with a coworker
It’s almost Friday and she’s packing for the country tonight
And I don’t know what I’m doing here twenty to nine
I guess I’m trying to find a way to bide my time
Cause life moves fast and I just need a chance to breathe
Oh my God, it becomes two o’clock
And I’ve had too much to drink
We’ll sit outside the bar and we’ll talk for hours, I won’t need anything
Except to hear you speak and a chance to hear you sing
The stars they shine so brightly lit
The street lights can’t contest with this
And if it’s real I hope it never stops
I happen to find me beside myself
here rushing and thinking about someone else
And I can’t help but feel our time is up
Oh my God, it’s past four o’clock
And I’ve had too much time to think
We’ll sit in my car and we’ll talk for hours, I won’t need anything
Except to hear you speak and a chance to hear you sing…
