Wednesday, September 10, 2008

roughin' it

2 songs.  1 night.  1.5 hours.  A raspy dead voice.

That's how I spent my evening.  But this is what came of it:


il combat fatigué







simple progression








Finally, some ideas down on tape.  Or hard drive.  They would sound better on tape though.  Running 15ips.  Sexy.  OK, the techy nerd in me just got excited.  Must go.

au revoir,

chris.

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