Moving Pictures
Song kept building. Rare attempt at sincerity in songwriting. Don’t hold me to it.
Song kept building. Rare attempt at sincerity in songwriting. Don’t hold me to it.
At the tail end of my band days I had recorded a demo of this track and always meant to come back to it. Under the “influence” I laid down some overwhelming noises, and had the good sense to come back and edit it the next day. The result is one of my more disciplined…
Couldn’t help myself, we just had all those nice instruments sitting there, and who doesn’t love a reprise.
This song developed as it went, and gathered meaning in its abstract nature like a snowball rolling downhill. At an epic length of almost six minutes it was our longest track, it kept growing organically until some kind of bizarre feedback-drenched guitar solo came out the other end.