Posts Tagged ‘#personal’

I recorded a nice version of this song to share with all. I edited the lyrics a bit to make things match a bit better but I like the final arrangement. I also had a little fun with some of the percusssion tracks. The chimes and hi hats are from a MIDI keyboard, but the bongo like percussion starting about the middle of the song I am using the top of my Yeti mug – filled half-way with green tea to be exact – as the drum.

Here is ‘Caretaker’:

‘Caretaker’                   (C) MSK 12-31-2023

As a biproduct, I wanted to see if the spatial audio affects mixing with ATMOS would work with a YouTube upload. 

So I made a video (pictures is all) and posted it to see if my surround sound home theater system will be enhanced using ATMOS for short videos. You will not hear anyting in the mix move at all until the end of the song. But I want to see if it distributes the channels automatically. So, before I test it and find out it doesn’t work and delete it, you can hear the ATMOS mix and pictures of my studio rooms. Or better yet, close your eyes and try to imagine where each player (instrument) is sitting on stage. With ATMOS, they could be……… behind you or ……… on a ladder in front of you. Or sitting next to you.

Caretaker Video YouTube

Happy New Year.

I remember writing this when I was at work managing the call center at CMI. Everyone joked you could tell when it was a full moon – even in an underground bunker – just by listening to the calls we would get. People are just nuts sometimes and many times it is predictable. You can talk plainly and truthfully and make sense and they act as if you are torturing their grandparents or something. So coming back to work from lunch I notice there is a full moon.

I don’t make New Years Resolutions. I never have. The whole concept seems ill directed. Like celebrating Valentine’s Day. Why would you do that only once a year? Don’t you love them all the time? Then show it all the time.

Why focus on making resolutions to do things better on one day? Each waking day is an opportunity. But as usual, I digress. This year I have made a resolution, and it happened to be on New Years Day. I realized that along with all the other adjectives I use to describe myself here and elsewhere, (musician, performer, writer, engineer, geek, you get it) I have always been a caretaker.

I take care of things in my job. I take care of animals and plants. I try to solve relationship problems I see my friends sliding into. I took care of my younger brother when he had no more fight left in him from years of cancer treatment. 

I helped my mother through her decision to deny treatment for her cancer to the end. Just last November my older sister died after an illness no one knew of but it decided she was a good home. She survived what I call a year of medical torture as things started shutting down from the massive doses of antibiotics needed to keep her alive when it hit. I have never seen anyone more relieved to know that the government ‘would let them die’. I hope to never see that again, to be truthful.  Even writing that sentence makes me feel bitter.

Along with all my other titles it occurs to me that maybe above all of them, I am a Caretaker. So, from one Caretaker to another, and to all the Caretakers out there, I offer my song as a suggestion for your next resolution;

Caretaker                MSK 12 31 2023 

A houseplant with a lot of sunlight
Needs a little water to make it grow.
Doesn’t take but a minute,
And you can make it so.

Walking down the sidewalk shopping
There’s another piece of trash on the ground.
Bend down to pick it up
Without looking around.

Caretaker. Caretaker.
Taking care of everyone.

Most animals seem to just know you
They see what I do; the look in your eyes.
You calm them down
And the owners always act surprised.

Life’s a simple dedication
Pass it on, give more than you take.
When Life flashes before you
It stops on every mistake.

So much to do if you stop and care
Lately, you’ve been feeling a little worn-thin.
Do you want to save the world?
You got to start from within.

    Caretaker.      Caretaker.
    Take care of yourself:    Have some fun. 

I have decided to take care of myself for a while. To do something fun here and there. It is OK. I still care. But until I can recharge my internal batteries, I will not have the energy for anyone else’s emergency. I am old and emotionally exhausted. I just don’t know what would fun be anymore. I will have to figure that out. 

This was an unsusual song-writing project for me. I was experimenting with some guitar chords and came up with an interesting progression. I often start a song by messing around with the keyboards or guitar and work out an arrrangement as a scratch framework for drums and other instrumentation. Then I record just the basic raw instrument with all of it’s flaws, but keeping as much of the ‘vibe’ as I can.

From this track I figure out the tempo I am using and get an idea of the arrangement. With ‘The Feast’, I started with a really slow tempo at first. This allowed time for the chords to open up to harmonies and musical tension. Then I usually archive the original track, and start building the song. After I worked out the arangement and had the basic rhythm tracks finished, I started playing with a melody line for my lyrics.

Often, I will just sing as I walk throughout the house and do regular chores when no one’s around. For ‘The Feast’, I had some ideas but nothing stuck. I decided to use the keyboards and a flute sound to noodle around with the melody line. Later I decided it didn’t work and changed the sound to an acoustic bass guitar part and it seemed to fit!

But when I added all the MIDI tracks, guitar and vocals, it seemed pretty dull. Yes, it had melodic texture, but did not have the feel I was looking for. As an experiment, I changed the tempo to make it much faster and this is the version below:

The lyrics were a bit difficult to fit into the much shorter spaces, but I got used to it soon enough and it seemed to work well enough for rock and roll. So I had to re-recorded all the tracks after the tempo change. Not the most efficient way to record a song, but as I always say – ‘any port in a storm’!

I had my 70th birthday last week. I am not sure how many more songs there are waiting inside me. I just get fascinated by almost every aspect of writing, recording and producing music. There are enough people on the planet now that there is a fairly large audience for almost any style of music. The recording software of today is MIND BLOWING compared to when I first started recording when I was 15 years old. 

It is too bad that the music industry intentionally crushes novel styles and creative talent while pushing the same vanilla – overproduced – cookie-cutter garbage that is easy to sell (when there aren’t many options available). It is like going to the grocery stores now and seeing fewer and fewer products that are not the ‘store brand’. You can’t buy your favorite bread there anymore (because it is not AS profitable for them to sell), so you settle for what is there. 

Don’t settle.

I think I originally titled this I promise, until a real song from a real singer released one. That has happened to me before so on we go. But now I am positive about it. A simple pledge of better times when there is nothing left to hold you back. A point of no return.

There are things that will grow
In the bottom of the well,
If you let them.
Angry monsters can live
Deep within your heart
Only if you them.

If I were given more time
I’d probably throw it all away.

Nothing is guaranteed,
Not in the least.
Sometimes they go out hunting;
But end up as the Feast.

Spent years building bridges,
Should have started digging,
A place to hide.
Scraped together a fortune
Now there’s nothing to buy.
No place left to hide.

Nothing is guaranteed,
Not in the least.
Sometimes they go out hunting;
But end up as the Feast.

If I were given more time
I’d probably throw it all away.
Until I’ve wasted my last dime
Safe bet I’ll continue to play
And throw it all away.

I don’t remember a time when these lyrics and the music were separate. It has always been a slow groovin’ piece I usually played when no one was around and I was just jamming. Learning how to play sing with more power, but controlled. I must like juxtaposition and odd perspective observations but the thought that someone would give you their love that you would give it back. It can be taken both ways. Is giving their love back in addition to yours or does the word ‘but’ in the Chorus mean it is a rejection and you are refusing their love or a meaningless phrase? You can be the decider on that one.

A poem about true dedication and devotion to your spouse. And unabashed confession of abandonment to love. I mean, come on. Read the title lol. More importantly than anything though, I will remain.

I am terrible with names and dates. I mention this often not as an excuse most of the time. Like driving on the same street over and over you start to feel a bit like the car is doing the driving and you are on auto-pilot. For me names and faces become a blur so fast. I remember voices but that isn’t much help these days.

I continue to look at the actions I see in crowds or parties that I become part of. The opening verse is part of a number of themes I have pondered for a while. How much is enough for wealthiest people on the planet? How can you measure when you succeed? And it applies to all. You know something is wrong and you don’t say anything….. She simply wasted what she had….. They never knew how good they had it until.