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A post-encounter reflection.
Mew mixdown! |
CD: A Year and Four Walls.
Label: Parietal Productions
Credits: ©2002, Arthur Z Przebinda |
Story Behind the Song
Anna Victoria was a first year Dentistry student in Poznan while I was in my second year there. We met during a cigarette break outside a study hall. The conversation turned intensely philosophical and the one-cirarette break turned into a half pack marathon. We swapped numbers and a few nights later she called me, frantic, asking to crash at my place. Her awkwardness at seeing a picture of my wife in my house betrayed her true intentions in coming over. We wound up talking late into the night and she proceeded to tell me everything about her life - in melodramatic colors. She crashed on the couch while I studied through the night. In the morning I made her coffee and breakfast. I loaned her my copy of "The Doors of Perception" and she left. I never heard from her again. This song is more a reflecion about her as a person than the encounter itself.
I wrote the song over the course of a week. The ideal arrangement for this song would include a real accordeon (as opposed to the MIDI-generated one in the recording). The song took me 3 days to record and produce. the most daunting parts were (in descending order of difficulty): final production and mixdown, writing and playing the bass guitar part and recording the accordeon track. The Creative Keyboard program bundled with my Soundblaster card has a decent spectrum of sound fonts and I am now making do without an actual keyboard controller - but that makes the process rather arduous.
Overall, this song is representative of the strides I am making in enginnering my recordings. (Compare to "Tell Me" - the previously completed and posted song). Secondly, it comes the closest yet to the NylonSound I keep mentioning.
GUITARS: Defil - 1st Thythm, Ovation - 2nd Rhythm; Defil 1st lead, Fender - 2nd lead.
Lyrics
Anna Victoria has the clearest eyes of blue
And they're open wide staring at the world.
Quoting Huxley, Thoureau and Foucault
At a lakeside improv group.
CHORUS: Don't you know,
That I've stood where you're standing
I've seen the world go
Round and 'round again.
Don't you know,
Only first times are exciting
And every story has to have its end
Chewed off nails on stubby worker's hands
She flips the page of a tattered book.
Entertaining the thought of braking free
In the arms of a shining prince.
CHORUS: Don't you know,
That I've stood where you're standing
I've seen the world go
Round and 'round again.
Don't you know,
Only first times are exciting
And every story has to have its end
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