DjSkygrinder

Got brought back here by the e-mail nudge to visit. Hi all!

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Behind closed doors,
Beneath shut eyes,
We look for things we'll never find.
We reach for stars we haven't seen.
Bright galaxies stuck in our minds,
and we can't ever let them go.

Nobody ever said it would be easy,
Oh no no no
Nobody ever said it would be easy,
Oh no no no

Behind the glass,
Beneath the smoke,
We search for friends who aren't there.
We always run but get nowhere.
The luck is gone,
Life isn't fair and we just have to let it go.

Nobody ever said it would be easy,
Oh no no no
Nobody ever said it would be easy,
Oh no no no

Long time! Is anyone still kicking around here? I miss this place.

Hi, all:

Spent the past week or so working on this "interpretation" of the song "Dirty Paws" by Of Monsters and Men. The parts don't match up 100% but that's alright in my book, however, I can't figure out what it is in the mixing that separates a recording like this to the top-40 produced track. Any advice / critique are appreciated. (La la la's need to be re-done, I know that much).

A drummer is tracking the percussion as we speak, so one less problem.

Thanks.

Hi

Been a while, bandamp. Fiance gone out of the country for a month or two, so suddenly lot's of time to be writing songs about misery

Hope you enjoy.

Hey all.

Got a new interface recently and decided to put together an EP again.
As always I value the your feedback, and eagerly await your comments & critique.

This track needs serious mixing, and probably a revisit on the vocal recordings.
Another thing I can't shake is the feeling of it all being out of time in the chorus.
Anyways listen for yourselves and let me know.

Cheers.

Lyrics:

Live life and let go,
Of hurts you've collected.
You have to move on,
Luck is tired of waiting.

You smoke way too much,
Chasing the last times.
You like to feel pain,
To watch yourself bleed.

Chorus (x2):
'Cause when you fall,
You're so calm and collected;
And when you break,
You don't feel empty handed.

Give back all you took,
The chances you've wasted.
We starve ourselves,
Because sadness is empty.

Turn back the clock hands,
You're scared of it ending.
You clutch the last hope,
But we're just pretending.

Chorus (x2)