Goin' for the Coast
By K-o-m-o-d-O on March 18, 2018 1:26 pm
Week 11.
Tried to capture a bit of the musician life in a song - Cruising reggae kind of a vibe was lots of fun to produce.
Sunday afternoon sesh + a week of mentally preparing how to make this song without access to any drums. So I layered many many samples together to create something with hopefully the complexity of a real player.
Little secret - a pack of 'old thirteens' actually refers to .013 thickness guitar strings. As in - wanting to grab the guitar and skip town. But it also kind of sounds like it might mean many other things, bit proud of the lyric haha.
Thanks for listening!
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Rollin' far away
Goin' for the coast
Headed for the South
Don't stop 'till the break of day
Puerto Rican girls
man, I love the Rolling Stones
Skin upon my skin
Bones upon my bones.
Time for me to get goin'
I've made up my mind
Pack of old thirteens -
and vagabond green eyes.
Sometimes it's easier to run
than to fight a battle that can't be won.
Diamond in the rough
You don't have to be afraid
(They try to tell ya)
Go and get a real job
(Lemme tell ya)
You're gettin' underpaid
Puerto Rican girls
I love the Rolling Stones
Skin upon my skin
Bones upon my bones.
Time for me to get goin'
I've made up my mind
pack of old thirteens -
and vagabond green eyes
Sometimes it's easier to run
Than to stay
And come undone.
(I come undone)
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