An old man made a promotional video with the help of Canva & Clipchamp and their AI tools, then attempted to upload to some social media platforms with varying success. Didn’t know Reelz & TikTok needed to be portrait (16:9).
Live and learn 🙂
It’s out there on my YouTube channel, FaceBook Reelz, Instagram Stories, and TikTok.
Here’s the promotional video in landscape…
David Husted and I started creating music together somewhere towards the end of our college days. While we are both members of The Get-Up, our side projects as a duo have always been brewed with a certain magic.
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It was with great anticipation that I journeyed to his home studio this past Friday to renew that collaboration and wake those spirits.
The resulting track will be our first “official” co-release. Now in mixing and mastering, it has us singing and playing a song that uniquely represents our shared musical impulses.
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We present now a snippet, a teaser if you will, of “Even Fail“:
I usually take my daily vitamin with cold coffee #LyricWannabee
In a move that is destined to upend the home recording industry, and possibly save music itself, I have recorded 16 seconds of purity using only voice and a few well-chosen percussive devices.
While some may argue that this piece will only further divide an already suspect industry, the forward thinking will come to full realization.
Choose your favorite player and put this one on repeat to reach a higher plane.
Why this: I was listening to a podcast where the interviewee said he liked funk because there was something a little wrong about it – that plus I was also inspired by a comment in the MyFive music discussion where a certain participant described Matthew Sweet’s “Divine Intervention” as a hot mess – albeit sexy.
Decided to have a little fun in the studio and say my goodbye to 2020.
Just in time for your New Year’s Eve virtual parties – I give you “2020 – Year Ended”
I’ve picked up a Schwartz-reconditioned guitar and dug back into Dangerous.
The demo I previously created is very clunky. I had to get back in and rearrange the lyrics as I had never updated my document with the changes I made with the demo version – poor configuration management 🙂
Trying to figure out how I am going to try to sing it was this morning’s mission.
Here is a snippet of the reentry:
I edited the lyrics for Inherit the Windfall and gave it initial voice. Tried not to fall into Amazing Grace.
Hear here:
I’ll dive right back in after ages of not posting here. Even though I haven’t been working on making music very much of late, it remains a major portion of my consciousness (or something like that).
In addition to moderating a music discussion, MyFive, amongst a small group of friends, I have begun curating a weekly Spotify playlist, Spotified from Pandora, consisting of tracks that “caught my ear” during the week while listening to my obsessively seeded Pandora mix (updated every Monday):
Archived playlists here:
Spotified from Pandora page with archived lists
I also played a little acoustic guitar a few weeks back developing a new little riff and chord progression which I may couple with a middle of the night burst of lyrics for a song with the working title “Inherit the Windfall.” They need to be edited down to an actual song, but I included said burst below.
Be safe and well.
-Ed Eee Bee
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Inherit the Windfall (initial lyric ideas)
Dear leader,
Can I still criticize you?
Or will they come for me?
Or take away my air breath
In my time of need
Or maybe you’ll shoot me
In the middle of the street
Some will cheer
Sell my blood
Take stock
Will you only provide
To bended knees?
I’m no expert
I’m nobody
I’m you
I have a voice
I’m failing
Not winning
I’m not trying to be clever
I’m not trying to be brave
Maybe I am
Nice? Nasty?
The rain, the rainfall
Give, give, give
There’s never any evidence
Some have said
It would be a joke
If it wasn’t terrorizing/terrifying
Surreal, so real
No real aptitude for business
Ill gains spread virally
Friends in high places
Trickle on/down
It’s always a con
Mark my words
Shower you with kindness as the rain falls
Give blood
Suspend belief
What more do you want?
What will it take?
As you lay me down
Put me In to my grave
What will be said
What is (in) my power
Helper, healer
Hidden
Sequestered
Afraid of
empowered
Whites only
Unless you have a token
Then let’s do lunch
I’ll eat yours
They’re beating the drums again and I’m strumming the guitar in response.
Here’s a quick sketch of an idea I started putting together this morning.
The Moment.. for which Shirley someone was waiting. The Get-Up’s The Moment That Doesn’t Exist is now available via their Bandcamp page! Listen again for the first time!! https://theget-up.bandcamp.com/
