Blowing up a song, rewriting lyrics, appreciate ur thoughts!
Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 1:05 pm
The first incarnation of this song is on my Taxi page as "Friday."
Bad recording and mix, to start with. Secondly, there's several things I need to change to allow the good parts of the song to shine. Those changes, some driven by Taxi return feedback, are:
1. Record the new version with a more current-sounding vocalist.
2. Change the instruments and the mix to go for a more pop, less hard rock style. Specifically, get the guitars out of the front and have real (or at least realistic) drums.
3. Play up the some of the rhythmic freshness that is in the melody.
4. Change the title to something more attention-getting, less boring.
5. Shore up some weaknesses with the lyrics.
So, in this post, I'd like feedback on the new lyrics. By the way, the tentative new title is "WTF (If I Don't See You)." Here is the latest version of the lyrics...
The click of your front porch door
1AM on Sunday morn
Means another week has ended
It leaves just a memory
That’s not warm enough for me
Like an old quilt that’s left unmended
And I can almost see your eyes
As we said goodbyes
Through the haze in my brain
Wish I didn’t have to replay
It for six more days
That’s not enough to keep this girl sane
There is no substitute for the time I spend with you, yeah
CHORUS
If I don’t see you Wednesday
I won’t be alright
And if I don’t see you Thursday
Not sure I’ll be alive, ‘cause
I don’t usually freak out much
But I’m not gonna lie, I already miss your touch, yeah
If I don’t see you Friday
I don’t think I’ll survive
When I open my eyes in bed
We’re still dancin’ in my head
Though the clock says five-dash-five-four
I pray for some self-restraint
Need the patience of a saint
To keep me away from your door
And I can almost taste your lips
Feel your fingertips
Through the locks of my hair
Wish we didn’t have to delay
Things ‘til Saturday
You gotta know it doesn’t seem fair
There is no substitute for the time I spend with you, yeah
CHORUS
They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder
But my heart’s so fond, I can’t take it any longer, take it any longer, yeah
CHORUS
I don’t usually freak out much
But I’m not gonna lie, I already miss your touch, yeah
If I don’t see you Friday, I don’t think I’ll survive
Bad recording and mix, to start with. Secondly, there's several things I need to change to allow the good parts of the song to shine. Those changes, some driven by Taxi return feedback, are:
1. Record the new version with a more current-sounding vocalist.
2. Change the instruments and the mix to go for a more pop, less hard rock style. Specifically, get the guitars out of the front and have real (or at least realistic) drums.
3. Play up the some of the rhythmic freshness that is in the melody.
4. Change the title to something more attention-getting, less boring.
5. Shore up some weaknesses with the lyrics.
So, in this post, I'd like feedback on the new lyrics. By the way, the tentative new title is "WTF (If I Don't See You)." Here is the latest version of the lyrics...
The click of your front porch door
1AM on Sunday morn
Means another week has ended
It leaves just a memory
That’s not warm enough for me
Like an old quilt that’s left unmended
And I can almost see your eyes
As we said goodbyes
Through the haze in my brain
Wish I didn’t have to replay
It for six more days
That’s not enough to keep this girl sane
There is no substitute for the time I spend with you, yeah
CHORUS
If I don’t see you Wednesday
I won’t be alright
And if I don’t see you Thursday
Not sure I’ll be alive, ‘cause
I don’t usually freak out much
But I’m not gonna lie, I already miss your touch, yeah
If I don’t see you Friday
I don’t think I’ll survive
When I open my eyes in bed
We’re still dancin’ in my head
Though the clock says five-dash-five-four
I pray for some self-restraint
Need the patience of a saint
To keep me away from your door
And I can almost taste your lips
Feel your fingertips
Through the locks of my hair
Wish we didn’t have to delay
Things ‘til Saturday
You gotta know it doesn’t seem fair
There is no substitute for the time I spend with you, yeah
CHORUS
They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder
But my heart’s so fond, I can’t take it any longer, take it any longer, yeah
CHORUS
I don’t usually freak out much
But I’m not gonna lie, I already miss your touch, yeah
If I don’t see you Friday, I don’t think I’ll survive