I've been bitching and complaining about writer's block recently, and it does
suck. But there are ways to get your creativity going, despite what your
brain may tell you!
One of those ways is to learn new songs! Pick one that you love, ya know?
One you find yourself singing maybe all the time, or one that you can't get
out of your head.
Honestly, the recording process gets me in a bit of an un-creative mode, but
I'm working on ways to get past that in my head.
With that all being said, yesterday, I had my kick-ass little cousin come down
and recorded her first cover! It was "The Last Song I'm Wasting On You"
by Evanescence. She fokken killed it!
You can find her HERE - (EmilyTheKitten) on Soundcloud!
And also, after we got done with that, I laid down a couple of acoustic guitar
tracks and a couple of vocal tracks for what became my rough mix of a cover
of "Have You Ever Seen The Rain" by Creedence Clearwater Revival!
Check it out HERE - (White Man From Town) on Soundcloud!
And I guess I'll be messing around with a few other little acoustic tracks to get
my creativities flowing. All just a matter of time.
Writer's Block, like all other things in life that seem to pose a problem of sorts,
comes in waves; the Crest, and the Trough.
You just have to find your own way to, as Dr. Leary said, "ride the waves of chaos."
White Man From Town
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Monday, July 21, 2014
July... It's been a month, and not shit has transpired --- So, For Your Consideration... A Puzzle...
I have no muse for the moment.
This shit sucks...
I hate writer's block.
...probably depression.
I don't even care to try to know anymore.
It's been a month since I've uploaded any new tracks to the WMFT Soundcloud page, and even
longer since I've actually written anything to my liking.
I don't get it; all these people in the world, making such shitty music, and getting paid thousands
of dollars to do so. These fuckers get sucked into a world of bullshit contracts with no idea that their
originality is about to be taken from them. Maybe they start out with a good idea, or with some music
that they feel is going to change the world, or at least do some good for a select few; although, the
greed-suits feed these Rising-Sun egos with opulence.
Maybe I don't know what the fuck I"m talking about? Who knows? Whatever, man...
I feel empty, man. I guess I feel like it shouldn't be this hard. What am I doing wrong that makes
me unable to currently write(right)?
Of course, I guess taking a breather always helps a bit. Meditation and things to put my mind at
ease. Shit, I'm stoned right now. What do you care? It's not making me write anything better...
Sometimes I write from a character's perspective--a lot, I suppose. Like I'm playing all these tiny
characters, and putting myself in their shoes(metaphorically) and minds(literally), helps me get the
idea from my head to the paper... sometimes...
Nine times out of ten, I find myself in a cloud of funk that takes my creativity and puts it inside a
box that I cannot see inside of. I am so far outside of the box that it is impossible to see inside.
How poetically ironic Justice is... Karma loves to be Karma. Forces seen and unseen in this world
prove themselves, so where is your God? What is It's name? The Eyes of Legions are everywhere...
This is a fucking art, not an argument.
Open your mind.
So... What is the Point of All of this?
Above lies a Puzzle.
This shit sucks...
I hate writer's block.
...probably depression.
I don't even care to try to know anymore.
It's been a month since I've uploaded any new tracks to the WMFT Soundcloud page, and even
longer since I've actually written anything to my liking.
I don't get it; all these people in the world, making such shitty music, and getting paid thousands
of dollars to do so. These fuckers get sucked into a world of bullshit contracts with no idea that their
originality is about to be taken from them. Maybe they start out with a good idea, or with some music
that they feel is going to change the world, or at least do some good for a select few; although, the
greed-suits feed these Rising-Sun egos with opulence.
Maybe I don't know what the fuck I"m talking about? Who knows? Whatever, man...
I feel empty, man. I guess I feel like it shouldn't be this hard. What am I doing wrong that makes
me unable to currently write(right)?
Of course, I guess taking a breather always helps a bit. Meditation and things to put my mind at
ease. Shit, I'm stoned right now. What do you care? It's not making me write anything better...
Sometimes I write from a character's perspective--a lot, I suppose. Like I'm playing all these tiny
characters, and putting myself in their shoes(metaphorically) and minds(literally), helps me get the
idea from my head to the paper... sometimes...
Nine times out of ten, I find myself in a cloud of funk that takes my creativity and puts it inside a
box that I cannot see inside of. I am so far outside of the box that it is impossible to see inside.
How poetically ironic Justice is... Karma loves to be Karma. Forces seen and unseen in this world
prove themselves, so where is your God? What is It's name? The Eyes of Legions are everywhere...
This is a fucking art, not an argument.
Open your mind.
So... What is the Point of All of this?
Above lies a Puzzle.
Monday, June 2, 2014
New Cover Track Uploaded to Soundcloud!
We finally finished the mixing and mastering of the new version of the cover of "The Ghost of Hank Williams," by David Allan Coe. It is now uploaded to the WMFT Soundcloud page for your listening pleasure. Everyone seemed to download the hell out of that track for some reason, so we decided to re-record everything and make it sound badass. Check it out, and give some feedback!
Also, the WMFT Star & Bones Shirt is still available for pre-order; Order one and show some love!
-mark (wmft)
Sunday, June 1, 2014
Stars & Bones Tshirt Available for Pre-Order through TeeSpring!
If 30 or more t-shirts are ordered through TeeSpring, the shirts will be printed and
shipped out! If the goal of 30 shirts is not met, none will be printed, sadly.
Order one!
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