Song-a-Day May: Math is hard

Gretchen's still in open D tuning, this time piloted by the Schmitty. I played Josie, who remains in standard tuning.

We were trying to think of good fractions and the only one that came to mind was the length in miles of a marathon.

I have soy sauce on my glasses.

I can't believe tomorrow is the last day!

Song-a-Day May: The one where the cat helped

If you listen close, the cat meows twice near the beginning of the song, and then, at the very end, rubs his teeth on the microphone. He's special.

Other than that, the song is actually pretty simple.

(Warning: Schmoopy.)

Song-a-Day May: Self-referential

I'm starting to think that we've officially jumped the shark owing to the fact that we're all trying to be clever and make references to our own songs in the lyrics of our own songs.

It's kind of terrible.

That said, we had dinner at Endo Sushi in McLean, and it was delicious, and then I made s'mores using the flame of the gas stove to toast the marshmallows. That's not at all relevant to the whole song-a-day paradigm, but, hey, whatever works, right?

I like making music with this Schmitty fellow.

Dee-Ay-Gee. It's kinda been done.

Song-a-Day May: Dinner!

We had soup for dinner. It was delicious!

Song-a-Day May: Holiday Weekend Edition

I think we used up the entire quantity of internet available in West Virginia to post Friday's song. Or, in the very least, that is what is suggested by:

• the fact that Friday's song never even loaded correctly
• the bit where, for all intents and purposes, none of us were able to get even a little dribble of signal for the rest of the weekend

Granted, it's kind of okay, it probably prevented us (well, Jay and I in particular; Schmitty and Jackie tend, on balance, to be a lot more sensible about these sorts of things) from foolishly spending our vacation working. But it did mean a break in posting the songs...but not in recording them! Thus:

• On Saturday Schmitty dropped a pick into the body of his guitar while we contemplated the difficulties of making songs
• On Sunday, Schmitty was particularly entertaining by the time we got around to recording after a full day of white water rafting
• Today we're dehydrated and tired and couldn't keep the cat away from the microphone

I can't believe we have less than a week left!

Song-a-day May: in West Virginia

Keeping the text to a minimum owing to lack of tubes, but this is a great song, inspired by (and featuring!) Jay and Jackie, introducing you to our holiday weekend in the good ole West V.A.

We're terrible!

Song-a-Day May: Video killed the radio star

This is a song that the Schmitty and I wrote about the television show, Lost.

Yep!

We have problems!

Song-a-Day May: Anticipation will kill you

I think the Schmitty and I are both having one of those weeks where, come Tuesday, you're already tired enough to wonder why it isn't Friday. Compound this with a certain amount of work frustration on the part of the boy today, and you end up with today's song.

Secretly, I hope to one day manage at least a few of the interesting strumming patterns that Schmitty manages. I think I am at least getting decent at maneuvering my way around the chords, but, truth be told, I am still pretty terrible at strumming.

Ah well, practice makes perfect.

In other news: check it out, the doc said that Schmitty doesn't have to wear the boot all the time anymore!

Song-a-Day May: Scales

The scales I am currently pondering are rather different from the ones my sister works with on a day to day basis.

Song-a-Day May: After the movie

After seeing I Love You, Man at Arlington Drafthouse, it seemed like a good idea to come home and put together something slow and sad. It was an interesting process, actually, because first we played around with some stuff that could have made its way into a metal song (that must be the result of taking in the movie Anvil! yesterday), and then a few tidbits that were moderately French pop-ish, and then it took approximately 47,000 tries to figure out just the right set of chords to make something that sounded appropriately sad.

It all came together relatively quickly once we figured those out, though.

Well, but for the lengthy singing of "oooo."

You know, I don't know if I would be able to do the whole singing thing were it not for the hours and hours of my life spent playing Rock Band. That little bit of auditory feedback you get on your own voice as part of the game makes it a lot less awful to listen to recordings of yourself.

Song-a-Day May: Jackie's Birthday edition!

It's our good friend Jackie's (pictured here) birthday today, which is, without a doubt, an incredibly auspicious occasion for the universe as a whole. Her husband, Jay (also a dear friend) asked us to write a song for her. This was both easy (seriously, if you haven't yet met Jackie, you should. She's really wonderful), and very difficult (how on earth can we make a song good enough for Jackie?), but we tried to make the best of it.

Jackie recently started a blog in which she talks about food and restaurants, her dogs, and her efforts to make wine, so we thought it would be fun to make a theme song for her. We toyed with the idea of composing the lyrics entirely from the blog itself, but decided it wouldn't really capture our personal endorsement of same. On Jay's advice, we went with funk as the genre. I think it came out pretty decent, actually!

Obviously not as awesome as its inspiration, but hopefully the song still does a decent job of letting Jackie know we love her.

Happy Birthday, Jackie!!

Song-a-Day May: Morning Edition

We're double triple booked (half caff with a twist of lime) tonight and I started getting worried that we wouldn't have time to do song-a-day (which would, clearly, be terrible), and so I woke the Schmitty up early so we could get the whole thing sorted out.

Schmitty continues to be fascinated with the idea of exploring all the things we can do with the chords G, C, and D, and he was rather tired as we were going through our usual brainstorming process, so today is another one of those, but with a twist--today, the order in which we played those chords was...wait for it...D, C, G!

Shocking, I know.

The cat helped by providing a topic about which we could sing. And, you know, by sitting there looking judgmental in the way only a cat can.

Song-a-Day May: in which we break down into gigglefits

Here we are with nachos and a song that included the chords G, C, D, and (though only briefly) F.

Now that the song-a-day is done, Schmitty is beatboxing along to his internal jukebox, which is playing, "Oh Lord won't you buy me a Mercedes-Benz."

It's a good life.

Song-a-Day May: Triskaidekaphobia

Oh dear lord we were not really in the mood for doing a proper song-a-day today. I'm glad we established the rule that song a day not only doesn't have to be perfect; it doesn't even really have to be good.

That said, I am kinda proud of myself for coming up with a neat chord progression.

Whee!

Song-a-Day May: Sick day

The best part is that now Schmitty has my plague and we're all gonna die.

I made some soup, though. And we did this thing where we played guitars.

It was awesome. And by awesome I mean it fulfilled the requirements we set forth for Song a Day May.

YES.

I'm going back to curling up on the couch now.

Wake me when it's over.

p.s. We're both sick. THIS MAKES US AWESOME.

Song-a-Day May: 100 days

Actually, we've only been at this for 11 days, but, really, who is counting?

Come to think of it, I am. Can you believe we're more than a third of the way through this thing? Time flies when you have a head cold, apparently.

It started raining as the Schmitty and I were trying to work out what to play today, and this is what resulted. We were aiming for something sweet and nostalgic--I'm actually pretty pleased with how this one turned out.

Have you ever had that moment where you feel like you're enclosed in a bubble that exists outside of time and space because everything external to your home is surrounded by the visual and auditory filter created by a slow, steady rain?

Maybe that's just me. I am running a fever, after all.

Clicky.

p.s. The Schmitty would like to apologize for using his favorite John Mayer chord.

Song-a-Day May: Electroemopunkitronica for Echo

In keeping with the emerging tradition of responding to requests, we have made this piece of...something...because Echo requested electroemopunkitronica.

It turns out it is extra fun to make something like this using (almost) entirely acoustic/vocal components. Two acoustic guitars, our voices, and one shout out to technology: a slowed recording of the automatic text-to-speech utility that is built into my macbook's text editor.

I'm actually really glad that I didn't have to sing today. I have some kind of crazy head cold thing that is making me a less-than-stellar performer. I hope it isn't the hamthrax. (kidding. What, too soon?)

Wheee! Happy mother's day!

Song-a-Day May: time constraints

The house is clean, we are about to run into the city to pick up a friend who is visiting from out of town, and guess I'll just have to put off calling maintenance about the broken sink until tomorrow. This song was brought to you by the chords G, C, and D, and the sentence, "Is this just terrible enough that we can leave it as it is?"

The answer, in our estimation, was yes.

Sorry!

Song-a-Day May: the ocho

Today is going to be even busier than yesterday, so we're getting Song-a-Day done early.

Schmitty would like to officially apologize to the internets for, as he puts it, "my terrible triplets."

Tomorrow stands to be slightly less overwhelming, at least during the day. And I think we're only triple booked for the evening!

(As an aside, I think Schmitty and I lack the vocal commitment we'd need in order to play punk songs. I'm not so good at yelling.)

Song-a-Day May: A song about ice cream for Lawrie

This is not always true, but today Song-a-Day was the last thing we did.

Now, you might ask, "what gives? Why assign such a low priority to this artistic pact you have made? If you fail, the only person you will hurt is yourself!"

If faced with such an indictment, all I could do is tell the truth and hope you could see the dilemma I faced. You see, the new Star Trek movie came out today.

It is simply beyond my ken to deny my nerd heritage by not seeing this film on opening night.

Conveniently, the movie (or rather, the social circumstances associated therewith) proved inspirational. Specifically, my friend Lawrie, who kindly joined the Schmitty and I at the movie, provided us with this helpful advice:

"The song can be about ice cream!"

She was totally right! It can!