I don’t know how to write a song, therefore I wrote one!
I wanted to talk about Pop Figures collectors. The title is “Faut qu’j’aille en ville” (must go to town).
I must go to town to buy my figure it’s a limited edition, etc.
I added silly voices, noises and whistles to this reggae-like “thing” based, again, on transposition.
My pleasure was to disturb the “idea of a song”, breaking the normal structure, adding random chaos in the end, putting the chorus in no matter what places.
Primitivism is an energy you can insufflate in things. It comes from prehistoricness, silliness, childhood, savageness.
One little jab (or two) of untamed elements.
Have fun. Thanks for reading!
The sea, the waves in the night, Pacific. A tall woman, in an evening dress, solitary. It’s all blue-gray.
So, I wanted to write a song, but I’m not a lyricist, and I’m not a singer. I tried many things, then I made it an instrumental.
It was made to be “De Façon Déguisée”, in disguise. For Dominique A.
A slow dance, with a big pensive bass, marimbas in echo, brushed drums and a mattress of strings.
For chorus I wanted to add an… irritation. Thus I added a too-loud snare drum, an insisting piano, like an itching.
She dances alone, therefore I added flutes, and doubled the marimbas with a sound on the left.
But maybe she sleeps now. It stops. Birds in the morning patio give her the sun.
I’m having fun composing music on GarageBand. I draft little things to get used to the interface and tools.
For this one, I chose a limit, the “one note only“.
I struggled a bit to find a dry sample of the Art of Noise “Moments in Love”, but… I found it.
It is my note, like a synth-voice, “AAAH”. There’s like silver in it. I like it.
I’ll just repeat it, like a broken machine, a breathe maybe… Ahh Ahh Ahh…
Four bars, strings, and a cringy modulation in the last one (of course). Then, well, I loop, I weave!
Strings (see the ##?):
I like the idea of a loop, a non-developping “machine”, something like a little robot dancing on a spot.
Do you like it?
Have a great day!
What did I shazam recently? Hmm let’s see…
For this one I know: the immediate modulation (on “from by bedside”)! I just discovered the lyrics, which are delightfully ambiguous. Why would someone say “go away from my window my door my bedside”?
For Voyou, hmmm it’s because of the end. The guy is not afraid to wax…
For colors, of course. YouTube Balulalow for other versions.
I often Shazam in the Fnac store, where my colleague from the Vinyls section has fun. This one is not terrible but it gave me the “walking-dancing on it” illness.
Because of uncertain harmonies?
Because it searches, and climbs?