Week 49

The Mirror Dance

Yesterday afternoon, I abandoned the song I had been working on and started from scratch. Once I got the music down, I probably should have left it as an instrumental and gotten some rest, but I had this this syncopated vocal melody in my head and wanted to work it out, so I scribbled some lyrics really quick and went for it. Got done about 3am.

It's always so weird push push push, work super fast, throw down whatever comes to mind, track after track without a critical listen, and finish up in a delirious haze and pass out ... and then wake up the next morning and listen to a song that feels like it was made by someone else. WHO MADE THIS?

Oh, and I feel pretty certain I horked the chorus from somewhere but can't put my finger on it ... any thoughts?

THE MIRROR DANCE

Go tell the story of the glory of the Dig Dug
Go speak and spell and gel your hair and hang your phone up
Stay there while you can
Do the mirror dance
Put your walkman on
Play a song that reminds you of
My Buddy and Me

You revealed a concealed VHS tape and
Explained that you had been abducted by an alien
I said I’m sorry man
Sipped Clearly Canadian
Sure I’ll watch your tape
But first I wanna watch
Mannequin

If this was a screenplay
We would have scrapped the whole script by now
Because no one would believe the way things actually turned out
And it feels like more and more
We are at war with a place and a time
That we cannot force
Our will upon

Go tell the story of the glory of the New Coke
You drank your Tang and sang your songs at karaoke
Called off the Space Shuttle
It was scuttled
It was temporal like the coral
Simons Says its amoral
But what does he know

If this was a screenplay
We would have scrapped the whole script by now
Because no one would believe the way things actually turned out
And it feels like more and more
We are at war with a place and a time
That we cannot force
Our will upon