Welcome, girls and boys and friends and foes, to Sunlight City's little corner of the Interweb. It seems like everyone and their brother's retarded half sister twice removed is in a band these days. Doesn't it also seem like every band's page you visit cowardly quips, "Oh, these are rough demos," and "Oh, we're recording, and working and practicing," and blah blah blah; excuse after excuse and all that trash? The answer is yes. Well, I, friends, am no exception. But to cut the long-ish story short (for no one likes a rambler), suffice it to say that I actually, honestly, truly AM (as in, "I is" or "I really are") putting the fine-tunings on about 10 or 11 or 12 full-length tunes for you and yours to sink your teeth into. The biggest obstacle (if you can call it that - and hey, I realize this is the problem that most every other band has as well) is the recording process. However, tits and toads, this will be a mission accomplished (like, you know, a real one) in the near to distant-ish future. They are songs. And they have words. And they have guitar stuff to go with them. And hell, by the time it's all over, there might even be a full band to speak of. But I digress.
So, in order to compensate for this harrowing dilemma, Yours Truly over here at Sunlight City (which, let's be honest, friends, is a fancy way of saying "Justin Anderson") have decided to bust out some of their oldest, worst, weirdest, most personal cuts for you to swing your stick at and listen to. Why? Because to understand the future, guys and gals, one must understand the past. To hear the future sound of our band, the theory goes, is to hear the blood-curdling two-years-ago "HOW THE FUCK CAN HE EVEN CALL THIS SHIT MUSIC HE'S A FUCKING LOSER" sound of our little troubador troupe.
Basically, friends, I'm saying take these little snippets of our past musical life with a grain of salt. Listen to them knowing that experimentation is the sound in all of us. Or some stupid thing like that. Or you could listen to them when you're depressed and say to yourself, "Wow, this guy has it worse than I do!" But mainly, it's for entertainment purposes only. That's really why we're putting out some old tracks, even though they might be so sub-par that they're in the rough. Plus, we really do like them a little bit. They're like an old sweater to us.
Remember - the 12 new songs (that, I swear on a stack of "Everybody Poops" are much better. I really wouldn't go through all of this if I didn't think other people might like them too) are fast approaching their way from the inside of my gulliver to the inside of your gooey eardrums. So keep the peace and stay the hell tuned.
Just for fun, here's the list of the old-school songs we've got in store, and when they were recorded. The dates are a blatant attempt to justify their bad quality, but not as much as you may think. We put dates on everythinhg. Anyway. After we put 'em up for a bit, and the embarrass and laughter ensues, we'll take them down. That's it; when they're gone, they're gone (if they even all make it on here - we might not deal with uploading old crap after a bit, which is sure to be benefitial for all involved). Then it'll be waiting time until the new she-ott hits the metaphorical MySpace fan.
And hey, MySpace bumps everything from 320 kbps to about 90 or 60, so the quality might come across even "less good" than it already is. That's some techincal jargon you're probably not concerned with, though.
1. History Of The Future (11.16.08)*
2. Addicted To You (9.8.07)
3. Drive (8.31.07)
4. Feel Good (1.13.08)
5. Harms 2 (11.24.08)
6. Space Rock (8.31.07)
7. Nazi Nick & The Communists (6.26.08)
8. One Day Weekend (6.26.08)
9. The Island (10.14.07)
0. World War (8.27.07)
*this song skips because of the crappy old computer it was recorded on. Bessie could handle such a beast of a track, we guess.