Recorded some time ago when I was living out of Denver. My room mate had moved out and I had an empty apartment to myself. I used the solitude to create a ton of music. Nearly day and night I was creating sounds through the GrooveBox app. Melodie’s, synth riffs, strange drum tracks, bass riffs and jams. I was obsessed with it. This track came from that time period.
I was experimenting with vocals for the first time. Im not sure if I would even classify it as “singing” but rather emotionally speaking. You can only push the limits of a headphone mic so far as I was still using the microphone attached to my beats headphones.
Personally these might be some of the best vocal captures from those headphones. I found that if I recorded two or three takes of a set of lyrics then layered them on top of each other I could achieve something that sounded somewhat okay. Or by setting one vocal take on the left side in the track and another on the right they would give a fuller feel. I had a ton of lyrical arrangements and ideas that flowed out of my head around this time too. I filled my bedroom walls with endless amounts of handwritten pages of lyrics.
Lyrics:
I know it’s so hard to try
When we’ve been bled
And left to dry
But deep inside
I’ve pushed and shoved
But the pains is pulled out
It sits high above
A feeling it builds
Deep within
No turning back
No giving In
So walk with me
Into the night
And I promise you
That we’ll find
the strength to fight
Like a hope that never was
Or filthy kind of dirty love
You can’t wash away the smell
The sweat of sex my new kind of hell