teeth in your mouth

here’s the scene: pasted to the inside of a movie theater window was a Have You Seen Me sign. On it was a listing for a girl, seventeen, gone missing a week prior, last seen wearing a t-shirt that said “whatever”.

i swear you couldn’t make this shit up if you tried.

First off, in my life, isn’t it funny that the album listing for that old version of Sweet Girl was called “Love, etc”? That’s a funny name for an album, but I guess it was pretty clear what all these songs were shaping up to be anyways. Someone said, in that January of last year, “You’re lovely. Purely & Simply,” or something to that effect. That was also going to be the title, with a cover very reminiscent of the cover of the Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan (never got to take that picture, wah-wah.)

Anyways, that’s more Honeybear backstory (gearing you up for MAY when IT COMES OUT and YOU CAN GET IT FROM ME and STUFF and WHATEVER).

These are the demos made when I was home for 10 days in May of last year (whoa, I said home meaning Albuquerque. What a good mood I must be in…). During this break, I made great use of my piano, recording every piano track you hear on Honeybear, as well as the piano track which made the basis of Good Humor on Olympian.

(I am trying to find a picture of this piano, but I can only find pictures of Kyle Throssell’s ass…)

here’s one… …it’s from, what, 2004? Jesus Christ. I weighed a full 40 pounds more of emotional weight.

What the hell. Here I am, listening to myself and talkin’ about the past.

Anyways, there are two demos from that break in May of 08. They are both on the piano, and I don’t think you’d be able to tell, but I was listening to a lot of Sparks. The other two little things are me recording a loud dinner party, trying to get some snippets of conversation. It’s all a jumble, but that dinner party supplied the second chorus of Good Humor (i think it’s that chorus, it’s the one about leaning over to listen and articulating and all that).

5.16.08
Dinner Chatter 1
Dinner Chatter 2
5.22.08

Also something that came from that session was this long piano-coda to Or Even A Stethoscope, which will show up someday, I’m sure.

Phew. I’m going to stop before I go on a rant about taking the bus down Lake Shore with the sun in my eyes.