Diary Page (January 2010)

January 2010

Happy New Year and I hope you had a great time and the year provides you with everything you have wished for.

04 Jan - OK, still nothing and I now must admit to mild panic now starting to set in!

I also forgot to mention it in the rather sparse December Diary that I had a brief explosion of lyrical creativity over the last two days of the last decade 2009!! I wrote these lyrics on 30/12/09 in response to a guitar riff idea posted on the musician's collaboration site by Bill (R4M)from the U SA. I think they're pretty self-explanatory and don't take a lot of working out!! I also added the harmony guitar motif parts. You can hear an early mix of how it's turnng out here, as mixed by CosmicDolphin for you to listen to, which I hope you will agree is pretty good!

Devil In The Detail (McAndrew)

Verse 1
All seems normal just like it always has been
Except for patterns that are forming in the sun screen
As global tensions are reflected in the oil price
Now comes the moment when we all must stop and think twice

Chorus 1
How can we fight when most don't see, he's so invisible
When most are groping in the darkness indivisible
The marionette, he pulls the strings in horns and forked tail
it's not too late to see the devil in the detail

Verse 2
Now deals go down that seem to lack responsibility
As some are hurtled to the top with low ability
With many minds as one applied to get the shares up
Employed by others who abuse their overflowing cup

Chorus 2
How can we fight when most don't see, he's so invisible
If you look closely evidence is so un-missable
The final rider sits upon a horse that's so pale
it's not too late to see the devil in the detail

Verse 3
Master of deception always lurking in the darkness
To be exposed in his vain glory and his starkness
Soon his confirmation that there always was one better
Who did things strictly in accordance with the letter

Chorus 3
How can we fight when most don't see, he's so invisible
When most are groping in the darkness indivisible
If you look closely evidence is so un-missable
He makes all bad things look so highly hug and kissable
The marionette, he pulls the strings in horns and forked tail
As new atomic threats that once were fought in chain-mail
The final rider sits upon a horse that's so pale
it's not too late to see the devil in the detail

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I then also wrote these the following day in response to another riff based guitar rocker from Bill. They are based upon the current adverse conditions associated with this most sustained cold snap of weather I can ever remember and it's accompanying snow, ice and general treachery!!I will get round to recording these later this week. -

When White Turns Black (McAndrew)

Verse 1
Treachery has fallen to the pavement down below
And since been caressed by the hand of Icy Jack
From white with slight forgiveness with at least a half a chance
Now the death trap dressed from head to toe in black
The town gets out it's bed from it's cocoon of warmth and calm
To face the new surprises of the day
To maybe walk the gauntlet, more likely ground to frozen palm
Against the frozen wall that's standing in their way

Chorus 1
When white turns black there's danger
Icy fingers take much tighter stranglehold
On the corner strangers sing about a manger
As the carbon rises beating off the cold

Verse 2
The weather front provides a second helping
To the system that is struggling hard to cope
The lone driver loses line, first right then left side
Now in the ditch and solo, sprouting early thoughts of hope
Did he leave anyone the facts of his location
Can this prison cell still be seen from the road
His problem not unique straddles the nation
Was it really oh so urgent that he move his load

Chorus 2
Can the rays of Sol now start the big reversal
To the dangers that have fallen all around
This is way beyond the early dress rehearsal
As her fingers start to warm the icy ground

Verse 3
Black turned back to white with the passing of the night
The menace once more lessened, now it's brought back into sight
Pick-up truck then tractor have arrived at stricken Alex
His smiles replaced by raptures of delight
Although this was the first time as the victim of her terror
Sure won't be the last as sure as day is clad in light
Ice cold windows in the weather will always bring surprises
With the bearing of their teeth before they bite

Chorus 3
When white turns black there's danger
Wild dogs howling at the moon
Having met once, no more a stranger
Though maybe, just maybe, have we spoke too soon?

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14 Jan - Oh well guys, regarding Britain's Got Talent, that's clearly a no go and although I did give it my best shot, that clearly has not been good enough. Too old perhaps. It is however extremely galling to hear that the producers were trying to get the owners of a goat that waves to visitors at the animal farm that it resides at to try and get it to the Birmingham auditions......................now that's real talent he said very, very sarcastically!!

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I wrote these to one of Marc's tracks that I have just sent the seperate finals and this rough mix with some guitar solo work to the Musician's Collaboration site. See how long it takes to work out the subject matter?!

Tiger In The Woods (McAndrew)

The morning found you'd been driving, driving in your car
Leaving problems that needed ironing out because they went too far
Master of your profession, making ease of things so tough
The fairway was the safer bet but you got hooked, caught in the rough

Four days competition is a lot of holes
Now the birdies over par have changed your goals

Seeking comfort from the strangers led to soiling of your goods
Now alerted to the danger, beware the tiger in the woods

From the bunker you attack it, give it everything you've got
But the sponsors they cease to back it, as in the fringes you were caught
What had you been drinking, were you thinking in that head
Did you see the vision of the pin from behind a king sized bed

Swinging out to in produces fade, yeah
With your club in hand through the leafy Augusta glade

Seeking comfort from those strangers led to soiling of your goods
Now alerted to the danger, beware the tiger in the woods

Seeking comfort from those strangers led to soiling of your goods
Now alerted to that danger, beware the tiger in the woods

Seeking comfort from those strangers led to soiling of your goods
Now alerted to the danger, beware the tiger in the woods

Brings a different meaning to the title of 'The Old Course'

As you feel the wrath of the media's raging force

Can we have high tee, just you and me

And I'll wear my glove for free