Trex - Kim 12

I'm pretty sure this song was inspired by a guy from my dad's work (Sam) who got me into UB40. I was probably trying to mimic that light reggae style.

Everything was recording in one attempt, no overdubs. I guess I was serious about being tired of using the dictaphone (see "Adios Amiga"). Unfortunately, I also seem to be out of ideas. This is very repetitive, and the music is lame.

The lyrics are about some sort of neglect. I think the idea was that I felt like I was having to rescue people, but then would get ignored by those people once the rescue was over... until the next crisis. No specific incidents spring to mind.

I was babbling about honors band. This reminds me of the "band camp" references in that teen movie a while ago.

I don't remember which dates honors band was back in 1988. This chatter, and the next song(s) were recorded on the next, day, a Sunday. Several songs later, I say that I'm recording on "Sunday the 8th" which I'm guessing is May 8. Since the songs sound the same and there's no evident break in recording, I think it's safe to assume that this was recorded the same day.

This long improve is very tedious. It didn't help that most of my playing was on the wind instruments, at which I suck. I guess I was inspired by honors band (the day before).

This long song has boring music and bad singing. The lyrics are almost funny (in a mean-spirited sort of way) but not quite.

This was my horrible attempt at recreating one of the songs we played in honors band. It's painfully plodding. I butchered it. This is why I don't play many cover songs!

On a positive note (no pun intended), I don't think the composer's relatives will be coming after royalties any time soon! :)

This song was actually the ending for "Chimes of Liberty", sharing the same chord progressions, but developed a "life" of its own. Not much of a life, though, since the music is repetitive and canned. I guess you can call it an "Artificial Life". Heh heh.

Anyway, the lyrics aren't too horrible. They don't sound made up, though, even though I said they were. They're about a genie. A mean genie. I don't know where this idea came from. Maybe the genie wants freedom/liberty and the only way to get it is to wish for music/chimes? I dunno.

This ends the side of the tape. At least I wasn't deluding myself about the songs' quality!

This is a silly song about a vampire. I think the idea came from the "stake" reference in the previous song ("Proper Perspective"). First genies, then vampires... I guess I was geeking out that day!

The music is repetitive, but so is the "bite into your neck" theme which keeps going through the vampire's head. Not too bad.

I was pretending to play clarinet (on the clarinet). There's a cheesy melody in the middle. Not much else of interest here. What a lame way to end the CD!

This immediately followed "Clearly not Clarinet"; I don't think I even stopped the tape.

For some reason, I decided to make a "sequel" to "This Year", though the backing rhythms are similar to "Vampire Rock". There's also a bit of "Waiting for a Call" near the middle. I guess I was running out of ideas.

I seemed to know it, because that's what I talked about in the middle. My talking was kinda funny. The solos are sloppy but have some tuneful bits.

This is a long ramble about the tapes I was preparing to send to Kim. The only critical part is the date, which applies to the previous and following songs as well. Aside from that, it's really just lots of gabbing, sometimes funny but mostly dumb. Feel free to skip. I think I was hyper. I kept playing the keyboard in the middle of talking too.

I was being very critical of my cousin's tape-making skills. What a little self-centered, hypocritical snob I was! :) Still, it's kinda funny.

This song was supposed to be heard by the entire family. It's pretty pathetic. I had nothing to say, and was kinda confrontational and self-obsessed. Oh well; what's new?

The music starts slow, empty, and boring. At some point the keyboard started dying and speeding up (I don't remember why that happened). I ended up leaving the room at the end. After a while I came back and made the comment about rolly-pollies, which I think were the inspiration for the title.