Trex - Daffy Day

Picture a cat waking up from a nap, wandering outside, sniffing flowers, trotting along a railing, and then suddenly spotting movement in the grass. She instinctly stalks it... And eventually pounces, stunning her prey. She plays with it for several minutes, gnaws on it for a few minutes more, and then proudly brings back the remains to her owner, who recoils in disgust. The disgust is the "ooh" at the end of the song.

The cat resumes her inspection of the yard...

The music is trancy, with a slightly tribal or martial flavor, especially near the end.

This slightly "uneasy" reminds me of the twitching of a cat's tail. The bad notes near the beginning cause irritation, and the reactive playing is jerky. But then it smoothes out more. It never becomes flowing, though. Always slightly irritable.

The cat is minding her own business but then is suddenly chased up a tree by dogs. They keep barking at her ominously for a while, but then take their racket elsewhere. At the very end she jumps (or tumbles) down.

Huh? Gentle singing, then whistling, then distorted heavy metal vocals? Huh???

I guess I was getting bored of the gentle piano. It sounds like I actually recorded this and the next two a cappella tracks over the piano jam. That's a shame, because I like the piano a lot better.

Another "huh?" song. What's this about pinnacles again?

I guess I was having problems? What does this have to do with Daffy? Umm...

Clouds darken, thunder rumbles, it starts to drizzle. The cat ducks out of the rain, hiding under the porch, shivering, starting to become miserable.

The music starts okay but gets weird. At the end I mentioned something about being tired. I guess that kinda fits the cat story.

This is the spoken intro to "Ode to Daffy". Intro. Ode. Introde. Get it?

This is long and sloppy but kinda heartfelt without sounding cheese. The lack of cheese is pleasant surprise, given the subject matter.

Towards the end, it gets choppy, which isn't as pretty and flowing as the early bits, but I guess that's kinda like her life. When she got older, she got chunky and stiff.

Apparently, I was pretty tired.

The kitty makes a dash for the house. Once inside, she finds her favorite perch and settles down for a nap. She dreams about eating and exploring, chasing and being chased.

The music is slow and mysterious. What is going on in a cat's head when she sleeps? (Or even when she's awake, for that matter?)

I can't understand most of what I was saying while I was playing. Probably something about the chords, or being tired.

Mumble mumble, huh? I can't understand myself...

The rain finally stops and the cat catches a glimpse of a rainbow.

Or at least that's what the music would sound like if it weren't so clunky.

This is the intro to "Pinky Jam". I was really tired and barrel scraping at this point.

I played this with two fingers: my pinkies. This really has nothing to do with the cat story. Or good music. Oh well. At least it's short.

The cat finds some catnip and gets hyper.

This starts as a faster version of "Pinky Jam" but then turns into its own semi-frantic drone. If I was "so tired", then how did I have the energy to come up with this? Not that it's a gem or anything, but it's got pep. Faked pep perhaps? Or a second wind?

Towards the end this turns into "Numb". I don't know why. Perhaps we can pretend that Daffy had so much catnip that she's numb?

I decided to tackle an old song. Good luck!

What a bad idea. This is the most painful version of "Numb" ever. I couldn't remember most of the lyrics. Purely awful.

It's really sad that I cannot play my own songs.

After a while, I gave up on the lyrics and jammed instrumentally. It was rushed, sloppy, and, at first, insincere, since I was frustrated. But then it turned kinda punky and almost cool. Where did all that energy come from? I thought I was supposed to be tired...

This is a chatty analysis of sloppiness, tranciness, and musical direction. I played the piano to illustrate in parts. But then I got transfixed by the piano and forgot to talk. Oh well, no big loss.

So much for the music lesson. Fortunately, this piano diversion is kinda nice.

More babbling.

I wanted to demonstrate a song that's 100% black keys. I couldn't sustain it.

Improv with simple, self-deprecating, self-descriptive lyrics. Sloppy, with not much going for it.

More talking.

The title is a pun on the name of the neighbord's cat (Max) and the fact that the music is very hyper ("frisky").

Final burst of talking and piano, plus a little singing.

Final song. Not too bad.