©jd torian 2018

swu summer 2018, song 4

I tried to make a 12-bar blues. Slight miss on the blues part, but what a corker!

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it’s not for me- and it’s not mine to-say


sometimes I want to get away for the day


and use it up, and call it for free.

it’s all the same, at least it is for me. 


we down so low. a rotten ‘tater. take it easy. call me, baby gator!



an underwear void ruins a baby’s party 


was really out of bounds and wish it was a more fart-y


but these things always happen at least that what we’ll say


you know, that kid ruins things in her own special way


what can you do? all you did was create ‘er. take it easy. call me, baby gator!



eat for free when you’re young or old. 


every second of your whole life—dong what you’re told.


give nothing, let them pave their way to hell
i

don’t worry, cuz, its just so hard to tell


don’t be so low. do me a favor. take it easy. call me, baby gator?

take it easy

© jd torian

swu fall 2018, song 8

a civic-level protest song.

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slip on helter skelter white pressed uniform

lace up tennie runner vans — true to form

since about the 7th grade or or nineteen eighty too

headed out to do what i always get to do

take your problems down to city hall, where they like to deal with issues most of all

take-up issues down at city hall, where grownups always argue and interns stall

hurdle hurdles hurling regulations and fines

lining up in lines — losing our minds

filling in forms with a nasty old pens

when’s the last time i wrote? i don’t know when

take your print-outs down to city hall, if it were (all) up to me i’d just kill it all

take your problems down to city hall, no problem solvers, head-on chargers, having balls

issues so big especially in the fall winter time summer time spring all y’all

tackle issues down at city hall, its all taken care of when you know who to call.

extended b mix of HAWYAY a-side. Hop you enjoy!

©jd torian

©jdtorian

b-side to Hawala, set for release

Hawaya by mrtorian

©jd torian

SWU Fall 2017. Song 4

i made an early era cure-style track for halloween week (think seventeen seconds/ faith/ pornography). my voice is very un-cure-ish, and I just could not leave out the modern vocoder-ed guitar, but all other elements are present. it was really fun to make something that sounded like my influences. i do anyway, but you know what I mean.

***bonus halloween lyrics too.

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verse

from the wall a creeper

the devil’s favored creature

eats kiddies that are tied down with fright

all the while waiting

pale breath dead sedating

from the corner going eat your insides

[bass guitar part]

[bass guitar and guitar vocoder part]

bass guitar part snd strings part]

prechorus

dont try call out

there’s no one there

dont try to call out

they really care

don’t try to call out

don’t try to call out

chorus

deep in the night you may hear someone out there

back against the wall scratching the windscreen

eating your history while they forget you

the demon that made you feel like a dream

©jd torian

swu fall 2017, song 3

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getting hit down

can't help the feeling

i know deep inside

you're grinding and reeling

laying so low

continual grieving

acting alone

no friends help you dealing

tell it to the air

you tell it to the sky

tell it to the breeze

i can't imagine why

[gibberish]

[gibberish]

please, tell it to me!

nobody wants to be lonely, please say

nobody wants to be lonely baby.

swu summer 2017, song extra credit/ make-up

This was supposed to be a cover, and it is, pretty much.

I emailed Don Mercer for his favorite words of this past season, and they just happened to be something that he and Mark Magram did (huge bonus). So, I used most of the words, added some of my own (while trying to keep the feel), and let it flow. I did not get the vocal right, but I always assume I’ll fix it later when I record the real version of the song. I am happy with the giddy-up release at the end when the 707 drum machine comes in. Tried to time correct the crap bass playing, but it actually seems to pull the song along hitting all those notes early.

lyrics:

well there’s a secret now you just can’s see it

through a crack in door been waiting quiet

and growing stronger ‘till you just can’t ignore it

and we could rage about it we could shout it

under sleep’ed and over-hours undid nothing

no time together don't do nothin’ for our lovin’

roll on over and tonight you come and see me

end the shit

we roll around

you say you need me

sometimes i fell i don’t do nothin’ for our lovin’

we’re breaking doors baby this is our summer

been waiting all year hated by lovers

relief in sight now now we have no other

give me the smallest sign and i’ll love you forever

i’ll love you forever

original words:

Tired Eyes - Mark Magram & Don Mercer - Aug, 20, 2017

Well there's a secret

You can see it

Through a crack in the door

Been waiting quiet

And growing stronger

Until you can't ignore

And we could rage about it

We could ... We could shout it out

But at the end of the day we got to figure it out

Now they're kicking down the doors

Hell - this is our summer!

We been - we been waiting a long year for relief

Can't imagine how their hate has turned into belief

'Cause there are better ways - better ways

So if you defend two sides to this - what can we expect to see next?!

Our tired eyes could use a break

Our tired eyes could use a break

...Today ...

'62 p-bass finger-style low C

my 1962 fender precision bass recorded 3 ways (pick, finger and muted style)in 2 places: 'middle' c and low c.

signal chain: neve 511 pre-> dbx 560a compressor -> uad apollo twin -> ableton live

please enjoy, pass along, and ask questions.

62 p-bass finger-style middle C

my 1962 fender precision bass recorded 3 ways (pick, finger and muted style)in 2 places: 'middle' c and low c.

signal chain: neve 511 pre-> dbx 560a compressor -> uad apollo twin -> ableton live

please enjoy, pass along, and ask questions.