I'm going to take a shot at recording this song "Gracie" tonight with my friend Kris Ricat, he has magic fingers. I think this it's the best song I've written so far for this project. I'm especially looking forward to afterwards when we go and reward ourselves with pints of Guiness, I neeeeeed that.
I woke up this morning and wrote and recorded a song called "Why I Try To Make You Smile" it's pretty "folky" and borderline corny but I felt like having fun and not take myself to serious today...it's up on the myspace
The Preservation Society
I'll post Gracie up asap so the five people I know who read this can listen to it
Friday, April 3, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Until The Lights Go Out On Me
I started writing this song in the morning and realized I had an appointment so I grabbed my pen and note pad and finished the song as I drove...NOT recommended!!! Especially when it's Skyline Drive in Ringwood NJ. Anyway...when I got home I made the decision to either go out and spend time in the sun or record this song, couldn't help myself...it's posted up on www.myspace.com/thepresband and now I'm done for the day, luckily there is still a half hour of light!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
New Project
Between recording the new Sleep Station and New London Fire records I've been spending time writing and recording in a little "studio" I set up in my basement. I'm liking the idea more and more these days of just releasing these recordings to friends and family just like I did when I was young and this whole thing was innocent. This feels new to me so I've been calling it "the preservation society" and it's been like old times when I had a four track and fucked around for hours.
I've been writing about a recovering drug addict who lost his wife and is traveling cross country as a trucker...so far these are what I think are his thoughts, and mine of course. Sometimes I blur the line in my own mind.
I'll keep posting some new songs I've mixed on www.myspace.com/thepresband if you'd like to take a listen. As for the SS NLF records I'm getting there, I haven't officialy released anything in a year or so. I released a SS record for free last year but that was just for fun, this whole process is keeping me pretty busy and it rules. I'm glad I have time to work on new material, thanks for all the emails and letters and hopefully this year I'll have three records to give you.
awesome.
I've been writing about a recovering drug addict who lost his wife and is traveling cross country as a trucker...so far these are what I think are his thoughts, and mine of course. Sometimes I blur the line in my own mind.
I'll keep posting some new songs I've mixed on www.myspace.com/thepresband if you'd like to take a listen. As for the SS NLF records I'm getting there, I haven't officialy released anything in a year or so. I released a SS record for free last year but that was just for fun, this whole process is keeping me pretty busy and it rules. I'm glad I have time to work on new material, thanks for all the emails and letters and hopefully this year I'll have three records to give you.
awesome.
I still spend quite a few hours during the week in a record store listening to the owner there tell me his stories, like the time he met Springsteen or how his shop was once filled with customers. Every time I walk in he says “ I got something for ya” and I just sit back and listen to whatever he feels like spinning.
When I was a kid there was nothing I looked forward to more than going out and getting a new record and to this day I can still feel that same rush when I find what I’m looking for. I’d buy the record when it came out so there was an anticipation of not knowing what it was going to be like unlike nowadays when you can stream it or download it months before it’s even released. There was also a code of conduct you had with vinyl’s, if you treated them with respect you would get the same in return. You had to clean them just right, you had to know how to drop the needle down in just the right place, you had to put them back in their sleeves etc…You also had these big covers to stare at, so you could read the license plate number on the car on the back of the Abbey Road cover (LMW 28IF) the lyric sheets were like a book and I read every word to every song as it played, never skipping ahead.
Now everyone should have a place of refuge, somewhere where it was just them and god. Mine was the living room, my record player was the alter, the music was the sermon and I would worship it there for hours upon hours. There was a long time in my life when it got away from me, I switched to CD’s so I could listen to them in my car, my record player wound up in the garbage and like everyone else I moved along without stopping to think about it. I’ve since learned a valuable lesson and that was to be aware of the rituals that make me happy and to not fix what’s not broken.
So these days I’m one of the few stragglers in the store, rummaging through stacks of records waiting for that one cover to jump out and grab me. Every so often an older lady will come in and say “do you have the new Celine Dion tape?” (they mean CD and the owner never corrects them…he gave up) Hopefully you’re like me and you still share that passion for having a relationship with your music.
When I was a kid there was nothing I looked forward to more than going out and getting a new record and to this day I can still feel that same rush when I find what I’m looking for. I’d buy the record when it came out so there was an anticipation of not knowing what it was going to be like unlike nowadays when you can stream it or download it months before it’s even released. There was also a code of conduct you had with vinyl’s, if you treated them with respect you would get the same in return. You had to clean them just right, you had to know how to drop the needle down in just the right place, you had to put them back in their sleeves etc…You also had these big covers to stare at, so you could read the license plate number on the car on the back of the Abbey Road cover (LMW 28IF) the lyric sheets were like a book and I read every word to every song as it played, never skipping ahead.
Now everyone should have a place of refuge, somewhere where it was just them and god. Mine was the living room, my record player was the alter, the music was the sermon and I would worship it there for hours upon hours. There was a long time in my life when it got away from me, I switched to CD’s so I could listen to them in my car, my record player wound up in the garbage and like everyone else I moved along without stopping to think about it. I’ve since learned a valuable lesson and that was to be aware of the rituals that make me happy and to not fix what’s not broken.
So these days I’m one of the few stragglers in the store, rummaging through stacks of records waiting for that one cover to jump out and grab me. Every so often an older lady will come in and say “do you have the new Celine Dion tape?” (they mean CD and the owner never corrects them…he gave up) Hopefully you’re like me and you still share that passion for having a relationship with your music.
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