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Tiny Bites

I’m home on vacation with a shiny new guitar, which is pretty much as good as it gets here in pickabar land.

I’ve been working on improving my drum programming skills, and so far I’ve learned that programming beats is really hard. I’ve also learned that even the simplest sounding drum beat has a lot more going on than is apparent if you’re not really listening.

In the interest of finally getting to work on something else, I threw together a mix of my latest song. It’s my attempt to imitate the classic philthy (well, classic to thems that know him) drum beat:

Tiny Bites

The mix is actually pretty crappy…way too bassy. You should probably turn down the volume before you listen to it. I was going to adjust it, but unfortunately, I screwed up and lost most of my plugin settings…and I’m way too lazy to start over from scratch. Oh well, enjoy anyway as best you can.

Lyrics after the fold!


Tiny Bites (Filthy)

I clicked my heels
I went back home
But I’m still miserable
I’m still alone

I had hoped For
so many things
Hoped I was a late blooming changeling

Self pity served In Tiny Bites
waiting for your call most every night
Self pity served In Tiny Bites
Hoping some day you’ll apologize

I’m the author of these sorrows right from the start
So I won’t bother whining That you broke me apart

I’m the one who asked you
your eyes told me no
I never should have asked
I didn’t want to know

Self pity served In Tiny Bites
But this is my last serving tonight,
My last call,
My last tears,
My last heartbreak,
tonight.

I walked eyes closed
All the way home
It didn’t stop the tears
I’m still alone

I had hoped
time could make some change
I prayed most nights
what we had could be saved

Self pity served In Tiny Bites
Hoping you’d come knocking every night
Self pity served In Tiny Bites
Hoping some day you’ll apologize

(Sick) of waiting for tomorrow
Time ripping me apart
So I give up on expecting
A chance for a new start

I’m the one who asked
you your eyes told me no
I never should have asked
I didn’t want to know

Self pity served In Tiny Bites
But this is my last serving tonight,
My last call,
My last rights,
Our last chance,
Tonight.