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My Second Mistake

M y Second Mistake

 

This new instrumental started out a s a goof, a rig test, and evolved into a sort of homage to the old raga rock would-be psychedelic excursions of the mid 60s.

I’d heard a bit on NPR about an Indian American who’d written a book on applying sitar and Indian music techniques to guitar. He was using a fretless guitar in combination with fretted guitars.

When I’d experimented with sitar-like sounds in the past, I’d always used a slidem so I thought it might be amusing to follow this guy’s lead and try it without, tuning my guitar to open fifths.

I ran a couple minutes off onto the computer and forgot about it until later, when I had a few minutes to put a droney bass synthesizer and some fake talking drums on it… even though it was never intended to be a keeper… I almost didn’t hit the save button.

Just to add a certain, even more chaotic element to the mix, I took a section of the main guitar improv, made a copy, reversed it, and dropped the whole thing in more or less where it came from (only backwards, of course).

My Second Mistake

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And set to video — featuring the photos of award-winning travel photog, Ken Lee, by permisson of the artist…

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Late last night, I felt the whole thing blow…

Circuit Breaker

Shutdown.

Not collapse. Not breakdown… shutdown. A nice, calm cessation of feeling. For the duration…

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Circuit Breaker

Honey there’s a circuit breaker
deep inside my heart
late last nite I felt the whole thing blow
I felt all my feelings stop

Isn’t it amazing, doll
how fast it all can change
the twitch of a tiny hand
and today is yesterday

The love l felt for you
was like a frozen photograph
where you watch the ghosts appear
baby, step into the past

Isn’t it amazing, doll…

Wasnt there forever
at least for a little while
wasnt there a time for us
too bad that’s out of style

Isn’t it amazing, doll
how fast it all can change
the twitch of a tiny hand
and today is yesterday

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All right… Why a duck?

I walked along the aqueduct just before the dawn...

 

I walked along the aqueduct
just before the dawn.
The sun looked old and tired as it came up
but at least now the night is gone…

 

The old college try.

One last night of talking. Crying. Yelling, maybe. Holding each other quietly. And then walking out into the morning air and knowing nothing will ever be the same again.

Do it enough times, you get good at it.

I had favorite spots I’d go when I was nursing a broken heart. I don’t want to give them away… especially since some of them were also my favorite spots for winning a girl over… crashing surf has often had a positive affect on my love life. It’s the ions or something.

But there aren’t any good aqueducts around here, though. Not that I know of. Maybe some up in the mountains. So that part of this song was pretty much fiction. Southern California leans more toward concrete-trapped rivers… which have their own parched charm, I suppose but have never drawn me through the hazy nether-consciousness of a broken heart as have various seaside cliffs, dumpy oil well-covered hills overlooking endless grids of twinkling lights, or lonely stretches of sand.

But I have strolled along a few aqueducts in North America and Europe and I thought there was something kind of evocative about the notion.

Also, characters in my songs had walked by oceans, rivers, streams, floated on ponds, splashed in puddles, driven along lonely coasts and generally explored most of the other song-worthy picturesques that come easily to mind.

That’s why.

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Now, Baby It’s Never

Everything you say
seems to mean goodbye
Though we talked forever
I never did know why

Now baby its never
our time wont come again
This time forever baby
This time it’s the end

Tonight when I kissed you
it burned me to my soul
Everything I thought I knew
was all a lie I know

Now baby its never…

I walked along the aqueduct
just before the dawn
The sun looked old and tired as it came up
but at least, now, the night is gone

Now baby its never
our time wont come again
This time forever baby
This time it’s the end

(C)1991, TK Major

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