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I speeded the loop up to 240 bpm, threw on some wah, phaser, and tremolo. At that stage it sounded like a nice arpeggio for a dance track, so I found the drums, and tried to come up with a bassline, still thinking of the track as an instrumental. When I got the bassline (which took ages to record, and which has about seven drop-ins, just in case anyone thinks I can suddenly really play the bass !), it reminded me of a song I recorded years ago that I was never happy with and had abandoned. I dug out the lyrics, rewrote them, came up with a new chorus, and this is what I ended up with. Hope you like it.
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Lyrics
Waiting For The Hit
Her voice is like a cancer inside your head
She says he’s only sleeping but I think he’s dead
A stupid karaoke, antiseptic wine
The wasted singer’s joking and we’re running out of time
Struck out Friday night spinning with the world
Nothing’s going right you smoke until you burn
Storming through the days stripped down to the core
There’s something in her face you’ve never seen before
The less said the better, the less said the better
Tomorrow’s just a daydream
Your brilliant mind’s a stone
You’re waiting for the hit
I guess you’re not alone
She's only half the woman she used to be
She says she saw it coming but I don't believe her
You could be sick and weary but it's okay
Not quite but very nearly a perfect day
The less said the better, the less said the better
The day becomes a blur and you’re looking for the door
You’re blinded by the light, you’re sinking through the floor
Staying in one place where everything is near
You’re looking for the face you lost behind the years
Her voice is like a cancer inside your head
She says he’s only sleeping but I think he’s dead
A stupid karaoke, antiseptic wine
The wasted singer’s joking and we’re running out of time
Struck out Friday night spinning with the world
Nothing’s going right you smoke until you burn
Storming through the days stripped down to the core
There’s something in her face you’ve never seen before
The less said the better, the less said the better
Tomorrow’s just a daydream
Your brilliant mind’s a stone
You’re waiting for the hit
I guess you’re not alone
She's only half the woman she used to be
She says she saw it coming but I don't believe her
You could be sick and weary but it's okay
Not quite but very nearly a perfect day
The less said the better, the less said the better
The day becomes a blur and you’re looking for the door
You’re blinded by the light, you’re sinking through the floor
Staying in one place where everything is near
You’re looking for the face you lost behind the years
peacepiano
Bass... The bass line you came up with is very listen-able. Vocals are sharp too. Your mods to the loop give it a techno freshness.
Thanks
Bill