This blog is devoted to the band The Really Good Pot Roast.
I’ll preface this post with the following statement: This wasn’t a music weekend. This weekend was for RGPR to get together for the weekend along with our lovely spouses to hang out as a group. We had a great weekend. There was drinking. There was dinning. There was boardgame play. There was drinking. There was Hobo With A Shotgun-ing. There was Catan.
Yes, this is our excuse for not finishing our Failing Live session.
We have a roughed out music bed, and some scratch lyrics. We accomplished a fair bit in the 90 minutes we had. But we didn’t finish. So on the shelf it goes.
In the meantime, we’ll be posting a couple more of our FAWM songs in the next few days. And our random musical brain poops.
Rock on, internets.
The guitars are roughed in.
The drums are mocked up for the first two verses and choruses (chorii? Choruseseses?)
Vocals… not so much.
Lyrics: Only partially done, but well on their way to inadvertent homo-erotica.
Our wives are finished with their pampering. This session will be paused until we return from lunch with them.
To Be Continued…
The electric guitars should only come in during the chorus.
We both agree.
This was an accomplishment.
All instruments have been tuned.
Bassline has been written and recorded.
Mark has announced that he is just gonna improvise the guitars in one take. What can possibly go wrong?!
In other news, a mandolin might happen.
Rob and I are in the same place, at the same time.
Our wives are out getting pampered and otherwise enjoying themselves without our senseless blathering about music. So Rob and I are doing the only logical thing.
A new Failing Live session.
We’ve got 90 minutes.
We are go.
First draft is done. Needs some leveling work and possibly a rewrite on the drums. Good thing I didn’t give myself a time limit.
The track has a electronic-rock feel that is reminiscent of You Have Died of Dysentery. Guitars are being layered. At Mark’s request, I’ve included a section with 7 chord changes despite the fact that Woodie Guthrie clearly said, “Anything more than 3 chords is just showing off.”
Back to work!
Glad you learned about Step 0: Tune your instruments. My last song would have been an acoustic love song had I performed that step.
200 BPM? I’m gonna hold onto the grass so I don’t fall off the world when that goes flying by.
And time limits are overrated.
Welcome to the show.
It took a non-zero number of retries, but the bass is in. Now to figure out what else this is gonna need to fill out the sound…
Side Note - By not specifying a time limit I’ve eliminated the possibility of sudden death overtime ;-)
Mark and I recently joked that above 120bpm my entire universe breaks down and I can no longer function. This motherfucker clocks in at 200BPM. Let’s write a bass line!
OK. I’ve put in a generic drum beat to keep time and I’ve got a riff I’d like to design the track around. Now I just need to train myself to play the damn thing fast enough to keep tempo without making 1,000 mistakes we’d be in business.
Mark’s done 2 experiments in live blogging the song creation process so I figured I’d give it a crack. I mean, if he can do it how hard can it be right? Here we go.
STEP 1: STEP 0 (As in before you even start): Tune all instruments.
See that? I’m ahead already!