leaving.

a new day, a new record. i've finished all the demos for "moving backwards...", which means it's time to start on record number two. i recorded two songs this afternoon, both of which will be on it. i'm going to call the record "leaving" and it's going to have lots of songs about that very thing. "roberta" is about a friend from a far away land, and "the unassuming girl..." is about realizing your complacency. if you feel like leaving, maybe you should.

roberta
the unassuming girl at the back door

first morning light.

photo by karl anderson

happy thanksgiving, folks. i hope you're having a lovely weekend, filled with family, sweaters, friends, crisp air, and a little pumpkin pie.

my weekend has been fairly uneventful thus far: i wrote a huge paper, and i should have done more work today, but i ended up drinking too much coffee, and being way too antsy to focus. instead, i listened to a lot of radiohead, while thinking about how i will take in the new record on wednesday. i went with, in my headphones, walking to the creek. i'm excited.

here's something. my friend alex drew this picture freehand in paint. i think it's neat:



i also downtuned the classical, and wrote two songs on it. here's one that i quickly recorded tonight. it's called "first morning light" and it's about leaving behind the frustrations of the city, and getting lost in beauty of trees. hope you like it!

first morning light

that girl.

i spent a weekend in the city, but not in the traditional, vacation from the country, sense. let's go for coffee, i'll tell you all about it. things are getting pretty chilly here, as you can see from the picture. i haven't seen a blue sky in too long, and that's too bad. i'm hoping it clears up at least once more, so i can hang out underneath some changing leaves.

i've written a few new songs, and i'm kind of in the process of recording them. here's one that i finished, that will have drums pretty soon. i wrote this song this summer, at work, and i still have the original lyrics i wrote down on a golf scorecard. lyrically, it's a bit of a confession; you could call it my ode to the girl who will never love me. the truth is, that it's really about sex. think about it, it will all make sense. i played it for my mum as she passed by my room, and she said, "it sounds like simon and garfunkel". hope you enjoy harmony.

moving backwards from the end