Rachael Land, I must speak to you on your song called "Remiss - April"
On the bridge, or whatever you music folk call it, with the rumbly, tumbly, awesomely piano-y latter part of the song, I imagined epic bongos. And well...well, sorry, I ... in my mind I have the accent of the Geiko gecko. I don't mean to have it. But it's there. I'll deal.
Anyhow.
Epic piano time needs to meet with epic drumming time! I feel it. And I feel if that part were coupled with epic drums, then it would lead to other parts being coupled with other epic things. I say this not because I feel the song is un-epic....for I have listened to this song and jammed out to it many times before. Sometimes with pants off. Sometimes while doing dishes. Sometimes with the windows open and my headphones in, and I just didn't care who saw me waving my head around like a madman. I love this song. But that part? Could be more epiic with drum beats. Maybe.
And like my writing and like Christmas presents, once you start adding shit, shit developes it's own coolness. Like it knows what it's doing. Like the object, or the music, has a mind of it's own. Just sayin'.
I'm workin' on your Christmas present right now. Got five of them almost done. WHAT? Haha. I hope you love it as much as I do.
All cheers be due to the Epic Rachael Land. Echo in the stadium.
Anyhow.
Epic piano time needs to meet with epic drumming time! I feel it. And I feel if that part were coupled with epic drums, then it would lead to other parts being coupled with other epic things. I say this not because I feel the song is un-epic....for I have listened to this song and jammed out to it many times before. Sometimes with pants off. Sometimes while doing dishes. Sometimes with the windows open and my headphones in, and I just didn't care who saw me waving my head around like a madman. I love this song. But that part? Could be more epiic with drum beats. Maybe.
And like my writing and like Christmas presents, once you start adding shit, shit developes it's own coolness. Like it knows what it's doing. Like the object, or the music, has a mind of it's own. Just sayin'.
I'm workin' on your Christmas present right now. Got five of them almost done. WHAT? Haha. I hope you love it as much as I do.
All cheers be due to the Epic Rachael Land. Echo in the stadium.