I recorded a very rough cut of my song "The Buzz" today...blah I still don't know how to mix blah I don't really care it makes me happy to sing songs into a crazy little box and put all the different parts together. Anyone who wants to cover/add harmony/drums/dub..let me know and I can send you the expanded audactiy file...or just the vocals or whatever you like. And Cam, I'm referencing your portrait because I test-drove this one on you and amped up the breakdown with you in mind, mon petit blondie.
And I’ve been here nineteen years, three months, seventeen days and an hour or so; I still don’t know my right from left and I forget things.
But when I’m crowded and lost and young and the notes bleed together like salt on my tongue I choke, I give up hope, and I find you.
You fold me up like a cardboard box- you turn the key and you check the locks and we play and write and we sing and holler (the only boy father will trust with his daughter_- I’m repaired again, safe on your side of the Hudson.
You tell me "everything you write is wrong," but then you raise your voice and you sing along. You said to "write what I know" so I wrote this song.
They’re saying “we think you’re in love with him," but I’m not in love and I’ve never been and least of all with you. I’ve seen what you’ve grown into.
And I am back on the streets of my island. I think of this new mess that I’m in and I resist the urge to call because you’re always running...
And I think of the other boys- what do I do? They’re never you (but sometimes they have your eyes) and I haven’t heard from you in months when like magic or fate you’re a buzz in my box!
And I put you together far worse to dissever like glue. That’s my only way of loving you.
...he raised his voice and he sang along and our lips moved together with words that I wrote....
They’re saying “we think you’re in love with him" and I’m starting to think they’re right.
"Everything you write is wrong," but then you raise your voice and you sing along. You said to write what I know so I wrote this song.
They’re saying “we think you’re in love with him," but I’m not in love and I’ve never been but I can change that....
Created: Feb 18, 2011seldelaterre Audio Media