Weeklybeats is a 52 week long music project in which artists compose and publicly release 1 song a week for the entire year.
Starting December 29th 2019 GMT each participant will have one week to upload one finished composition. Any style of music or selection of instruments are welcomed and encouraged. Sign up or Login to get started or check our FAQ for any help or questions you may have.

Irregular Saint

By Matt Patrick on March 18, 2012 6:09 pm

I didn't have a drummer around this week, so I jumped on the drums and played the beat that every non-drummer seems to play when they sit down at a kit. My hope was that the music and production might actual make that tired beat kind of cool. I think it worked. It is also fun to use this Weekly Beats format to stretch not just my songwriting, but my singing style.

My band played a show last night and I arrived home at 3am. Then woke up at 7am, was out the door at 7:30 and at the studio to continue working on this little tune by 7:45am. Before I arrived, I had the first verse done, thinking the song would just be about people who coast passionless through life. In my delirious state I turned the chorus into my current trend of not sleeping very much, working too hard and even losing sleep thinking about my projects.

I guess this tune was meant to be a wake up call for those folks who need to rise out of their slumber and do something great. But it also turned out to be a call to myself to not work my life to death.

yawn.

Time for a nap now..

All instruments played and recorded by Matt Patrick at the Library Recording studio.

Instruments used:
Maracas
Drums
1960s nameless P-bass
Fender Stratocaster
Korg Monotron
Tambourine


Irregular Saint

Rise from your slumber you sleepyhead
You’re barely alive and then you wake up dead
Grab the second hand and pull like hell
The morticians got you penciled in, so break your spell

Your next in line and then the bell-hop rings
But now somehow he’s run off with all of your things
Walk the plank and eye the dreadful sea
Or unlock your situation with a skeleton key

Someone’s held captive inside their cell
Power up and bust out of the shell

I don’t know
I can’t sleep
Stuck in time
Counting sheep
You may say that I wax and I wane
But I’d say, I’m an irregular saint

Glance behind you at the mess you’ve made
You’re a charlatan who’s leaving a world betrayed
You tuck the napkin inside your shirt
Lick your lips as fate sets down your dessert

Someone’s held captive inside their cell
Power up and bust out of the shell

I don’t know
I can’t sleep
Stuck in time
Counting sheep
You may say that I wax and I wane
But I’d say, I’m an irregular saint

This submission is licensed by author under CC Attribution Noncommercial No Derivative Works (BY-NC-ND)

  • Play
  • Download
March 19, 2012 1:06 am

lol that drumming comment is so true. Every time someone sits behind my kit that's the beat that happens. great stuff

March 19, 2012 3:21 am

Neato!

March 19, 2012 3:48 am

That beat holds together ok... did you grid quantise it?!  ;-)  Great track - love how it's nice and minimal on the chords.  Interplay between bass and guitar great - lovely guitar tone too.

March 19, 2012 2:50 pm

I sit behind a kit about once a year, so yeah, there was definitely some locking to the grid. I forgot to mention that I just used a single, vintage RCA ribbon mic on the drums (and then ran it through the Camel Crusher and Sans Amp plug-ins for the distorted artifacts). Thanks for the kind words, friends.

March 19, 2012 8:52 pm

Sparklehorse-esque-fantastic loveliness!

You need to login to leave a comment.
Login Sign-up