in the studio with val, i'm recording my marvyn gaye moment that kinda turns into a prefab sprout meets david bowie type of things, it's pop but with a little soul and some lyrics i wrote many years ago. the songs called, 'vermont girl with salad dressing' and i wanted to record it to see if my vocals would be able to pull it off as it is quite a complex little piece that requires some versatile singing and harmonies. and the song has a kinda history but i'll tell you about that later.
i'm driving home listening to it and thinking this is good, this is very good, and believe me i am my own worst critic, but it is good and there's something there, in that song that makes it good, it's authentic and from the heart, and it's got soul.
off course i have no attachment to it other than i am happy with the sound i achieved and that when i'm recording with val i am probably at my happiest, making music and expressing myself
vals a good person to work with, we dive deep, into the mix, under the surface, in a process he says is technical and i say is esoteric, we pull back from the depths something 'glimmering and white' like a rabbit from a hat, it's equal parts subconscious, equal parts thought and reflection, but it's good, it's more real than anything else, it has spirit and soul and a certain self satisfaction because with practise and understanding i get better and better, i know i do. but at the end of the day i don't care weather people like it or not, weather it sells or not, weather girls dig it or not, i don't care one bit, i only seek one persons approval and i probably will never get it but im gonna try and try and try and that's gonna make me better.
what a great day, val is like my long lost twin, it only works with us together doing our thing, messing with the mix, fucking with the sound, taking things to the edge and pulling it back. the deep fix have a groove, always something new, always something different. yeah, it's only rock and roll, or is it?