A MySpace blog, how exciting. I feel terribly hip and down with the kids, although I suspect I might have just negated my hipness by using the word 'hip' in the first place, which everyone knows is reserved for people watching MTV in their nursing homes.
Nevertheless, here I am, navigating MySpace armed only with my immense capacity for being rubbish at technology and my child-like enthusiasm, writing a post in my new blog.
I am looking forward to this weekend immensely. Ike and I are going to finish off Writing In Pencil, which will be my second self-penned song to be up here. It is very different from Happiness, partly because it's quite sad, but also it has a totally different feel from the steady walking bass-iness. A couple of weeks ago we laid down the main vocal line and a cello bass line, and this weekend we're going to play around with changing the cello part; lifting it in places and dropping it in others. Unlike Happiness the backing has to be quite sparse or it will overpower the vocal. Ike has been working on a guitar part for it as well, which is ace: I really like the combination of vocals, cello and acoustic guitar.
In the last couple of days I've written two more songs, which seems a bit enthusiastic of me, really. One of them is another slow one, in three/four time, and the other is a quick, fast paced one. I imagined a fast tapped high hat on it and then the vocals all syncopated. I sit there and think of things then record them on the 'my sounds' function on my mobile phone before I forget them, trying to do it quietly so that nobody can see me and thinks I call people up just to sing strangely at them down the phone. Although I wouldn't say that is something I would never, ever do, ever. (Nobody who reads this is going to be answering my calls for a while.)
I will wrap up this tentative first blog entry now, before I accidentally start telling people what I had for breakfast (cereal) and how much I heart Robbie (not at all). Perhaps I am not so hip after all.