Words

As John Lennon once said, "words are flowing out like endless rain ..." The songs began to take shape.



The prophecies are realized. You, my friends who follow this modest blog, probably should remember how the arrival of the books form Mateus at the beginning of the composition process appears to be a signal, a form of blessing. So, exactly from that book one of the lyrics was originated. Eventually becoming a partnership!



In the last post I mentioned "Boyblue & Rainbow Girl." This lyric, although not yet completed, has already acquired importance. It is totally autobiographical and tells our history (mine and Pollyanna´s).

And now we have "Set Me Free"! That makes me want to go out dancing every time I listen to it.

This brings us to another issue. Kit, we want to hear these songs! People keeps wondering how they are and asking to hear them. At Orkut, by mail, personally. The big question is: how they are?


Well… For those who know me from "Authopsia" I must say that they pass miles away from Trash Metal and similars. To those who remember "Raindrops", they have a hint of that Power Pop Bubblegum. For "Zhen Brazil"´s fans there´s a song that somehow has a connection. For the orphans of "Les Fleurs du Mal", they have that depressing "Alternative Rock" charm. Not forgetting, of course, that mentality of "playing whatever you like to". But the news are a slighted touch to danceable music. Probably acquired during the passage through the "Tomo Shagger and his Marmites."

Birthday

Things go slowly. I mean, in relation to the composition and production of the album. For all the rest, a whirl is coming. But let’s start calmly ...

The initial experience with Nanako’s voice served as inspiration and now we have a song almost finished. The instrumental part is ready, the sequence is practically defined, the solo needs a few touches, the lyrics lacks a few more verses and we need to record vocals. The amazing is that this was a song that already had melody and lyrics. But we record only the basic structure, which I’m not very pleased. But I wanted Nanako to hear the raw music. I do not tell her anything about the melody and lyrics that existed and let her “trip”. The melody that she has really transformed the music, and helped defines the arrangement. Thus, "Sacrifice Her" turned into "Boyblue & Rainbow Girl"! And it makes few weeks that I can not take the music out of my head! And there’s a bonus. All this adventure reminds me of those stories about how "Yesterday" was called "scrambled eggs".

Meanwhile, in the real world ... The uncertainties and doubts returned. Pollyanna and I are unsure about Japan. Everything is so hard. It is the crisis! The money barely makes to pay the debts and keep the house. And the shadow of unemployment hovers on the Brazilian community ...

A few weeks passed, we had our first experience in a studio. Kit and I went to ALA, Kani’s Cultural Center. I should have taken some photos. It is a cultural complex for public use of any citizen. There are two theaters, three music studios, a mixing room, several spaces for events, Internet access, workshops, carpentry and others. And it was in studio 3 that we hear the songs loud and clear! It’s not because I’m the father of the child, but these songs are good. In that day we basically tested the equipment of the studio. But that gave us a desire to play live. We do not discard this idea.

Back in the real world ... The next day was my birthday and we gathered with our friends at a Brazilian restaurant that opened close to my home. On the international part of our group are kit, Dareen and Fushimi. And our gang in Japan: Marcão, Elisa, Sandro, Kátia, Ricardo, Lu, Gustavo, Eve, Ana, Cristiano, me and Pollyana (I hope I have not forgotten anyone). Of course that I missed all of you (and you know who you are). But I will cite only those who sent congratulations and I had no time to reply: Andre, Andrei, Michele, Zeza, Reginaldo, Cassiano, Pamela (by the way, thanks for all the women coming out of cakes and so, Pollyanna doesn’t like that too much), Adriana. That day was launched a challenge involving feijoadas, banana pizzas and horseback riding. More on the topic in the near future. The strange thing is that the astral hell came late this year. The previous month was very quiet, but on the day after my anniversary the car broke, the crisis worsened, came the stresses and outbreaks. But that’s life.