A weird short recording created one Friday evening. I was as in the mood to write something but didnt have a starting point of any kind. Recorded a single goof acoustic part and got bored. Plugged in the ol faithful GT6 pedal and grabbed my “Encryption days” Ibanez.. and bamm.. another so-so idea was born.. Even I think this tune is kind of odd… cuts out sharply.. I hate doing that..
A gnarley burrow Brad, a gnarley burrow,.. the croaky introduction reminded me a hell of a lot of a conceptual album done by Briano Eno and the lead singer for talking heads who’s name I can’t remember at this time,.. but I thoroughly enjoyed it,.. with the way you violate those strings in such a beautifully dominant matter it’s any wonder why your hands aren’t in possession of witch-claws that could lacerate and decapitate heads like veloceraptor talons,..Lovely stuff.
Hmmmmm I think i wrote the exact same song once g d f c. Ahh we all do it….Anyway you sure did freak the fuck out of me…..Was kinda like jack Johnson gets raped by a Spaniard pops a pill and ends up trying to order a kebab outside an Asian brothel. It made my brain glitch as the first initial tune took me back to high school days….You did well mate …..IT sure did ride through the emotions….But its still something to listen to. well done Brad should i check myself in now or later.