Started this one about half a year ago, and every time I opened it, I recorded some new guitar tracks. It soon mushroomed into a huge mess of guitar tracks all over the place and I put it to one side.
Dug it out again a week or so again, and more or less finished the song. I'd love some input on the mix in particular - I get the feeling it's lacking a little bit in the lower mids. However, I've reached that point where I'm making changes that are possibly detrimental, which suggests I no longer have the distance I need. I'd love some fresh perspective here. I've already got some good feedback on the Image-Line forums, but the users there are probably sick of this one by now
The project was at 100% CPU load, so there's not much I'm going to be able to do with the arrangement any more. Now I just need to clean up what I've got and call it a day.
While it's pretty poppy and upbeat, I found this one interesting musically. The key signature is F, but the verse starts on C and the chorus starts on Bb. I found that lack of a real tonal center gave the whole thing a feeling of freedom, and of swooping up and down like a bird on wind currents. Especially the shift from Bb to C from chorus to verse.
If anyone with musical theory knowledge wants to explain what's going on here, I'd obviously be quite interested. Nothing earth-shattering, I know, would just love a bit of perspective from someone who knows their stuff.
Verse: C Dm Bb F
Chorus: Bb Dm C Bb Dm F C Bb
Feather-coated apprentice, but not yet tarred
Holding on to the sunbeams, but not yet charred
Tired of battling, but not yet scarred
Up here I tell you there are no holds barred
I’m sailing on the light winds, I’m free up here
I spread these wings so I can disappear
I want to meet you up in the sky
I want to take you where the eagles fly
Wind swirling around, the storm begins to brew
The eyrie here is big enough for two
Come under my wing while we lay down and wait
The thunder and lightning will soon abate
I’m coming up, I’m taking off, I’m swooping down
The trick to flying is to miss the ground
Eager-eyed and racing, let your vision sweep
To the mountains facing the valleys deep
You’re looking around, now give the ground a glance
Your mortal problems are the size of ants,
A fresh look will put your mind on track
Race to the peaks and don’t look back
This song uses samples downloaded from http://soundbible.com. These files were kindly made available under a CC 3.0 Attribution license.
The following samples are used:
Hawk Screech Valley
Eaglet Bird 2
Hawk Call 2x