You think you’re something, don’t you? Sitting up there on top of my brain, making it throb. Think you’re soooo smart, do ya?
Well you’re NOTHING. You are out of here in a couple of alka-seltzers and a few tall glasses of water, you turd. You got nothing on me. I will destroy you through sheer will. Do you hear me? DO YOU HEAR ME ow ow ow okay I’ll stop yelling.
The microphone my wife got me for my birthday is for more than just ad hoc voiceover records and that theoretical podcast I’ve been wanting to do - I want to make music. This is my first attempt, an old Johnny Cash classic. I tinkered with it until it was passable, but the ghost still haunting me? My crummy guitar playing. I can hear the notes in my head but I just can’t get them to come out of my fingers. It’s very exhausting.
My choices are:
Get Better, or
Number 2 is out of the question. So, “get better” it is.
Hope you enjoy. And if you’re a sound engineer, guitarist, vocalist or recordy-person of any stripe, your input is appreciated on how to improve future tracks (I’m using Garage Band, specifically).