Radical Face

I broke out Ghost, my newest Radical Face album again. I just need to get this off my chest: this album is the greatest audible piece of artwork since Radiohead's Kid A. I just need to put this out here.

I'm working on another song. It's very heavily inspired by Devendra Banhart's "Lover." I have no idea how it's exactly going to end up or what I'm going to call it, but I might show it to some friends and see what they think. I might be able to record the entire thing on my own in my little studio; all I need to do is borrow a tambourine and a my friend's bass. I'm always so dissatisfied with my lyrics. Everything comes out looking so amateurish to me. Sometimes I wonder if I should just leave songwriting for when I get to college and on, and just focus on developing my technique for now. It amazes me how obscure and spontaneous people like Devendra Banhart can be with their lyrics while keeping such a perfect flow.

I've been a-waiting here

For another day or year

For when I won't need to say

That I know who I am, and that's ok

And I know that I don't cost too much

And with everything I see I think I think too much

I think I think I think and then It's always the same

Another day is lost, and that's ok

Hold on, and show yourself

I want to see you smile and nothing else

There's no question. I am going to get this bass soon. It seems absolutely perfect. Danelectros have always looked so odd and awesome to me:

Danelectro Dead on 58 Longhorn Bass

One of these days, these days will end

I would love to find someone else who can appreciate this song. Everything about it; the vocals, the chords, the lyrics...it's all perfect to me. I was reading about the singer/songwriter's relationship with his father, Richard Berman, who is apparently the food and alcohol industry's weapon of mass destruction, dedicating his entire being to telling the world that obesity and tobacco is not damaging to health. The singer in that song decided to dedicate himself to music and poetry, attempting to fill the world with beauty and art in the wake of destruction left by his father. He has recently retired from music to move to film, with his reasoning being that he would never be able to dent the evil spread by his father; and because of this he feels too ashamed to continue a career in music.

It's an interesting and almost heartbreaking story. He called his father "evil", a "human molestor", an "exploiter", a "scoundrel" and "a world historical motherfucking son of a bitch." He concluded this rant with saying "I am the son of a demon come to make good the damage."

I took a look at David Berman's (the son) poetry. I loved Self-Portrait at 28.