I distinctly remember recording the vocals for The Dusty Mirror, my first great attack at a vocal album - I can't count The Modern Game, that was an experiment in every sense - and still an incomplete one which I may return to, one day, for the 4th time. Warm Comfy Sofa took so many takes to record back then, all bad. Now I listened again and prepared a new backing track. The vocal guide melody was an octave too high; a common mistake of that ancient era, that era a mere 4 years ago.
I re-sang the vocals and in a first take it was simply right, about 10 times better than the best take from those days! At long last I can sing! Though I know that skill levels are always a gradient; I can sing better, I can sing worse, but now the results are on another league to those of 2020. Would that this be true in 2028!
These old songs were often pitched poorly, perhaps good for my untrained and weak voice, but too low now. I also, experimentally, sang Two Parents Of A Child, but find the song more natural an octave higher. In my mind and heart though, it is in the lower pitch.
It's been a slower day generally. I completed the scores to the new Fall in Green album, though I haven't scored the two tracks that need vocals (and need finishing - I don't want to score until it is complete). I also wrote a few philosophical words on the nature of life, life forms that is. Philosophy and inward thinking is something people with too much time and too much solitude do; but sometimes, wisdom or something interesting can appear from such endeavours.
I've made a plan, outline, for a new album of new songs, and will mull these over. Money is a constant worry but art is a constant goal. That itself is a good title for a song.
Onwards we charge!
