JOURNAL

MAY 5, 2020 // 10 HAMMOND CIRCLE (VERSION II, PROTOOLS DEMO)

THE SEA RANCH, CALIFORNIA

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-Wrote and recorded scratch vox for two new verses worth of lyrics and also a bridge part.
-Tried (and failed mostly) to have less syllables and be less mean, but did stumble into a theme which is how I’m angry at people who try to charge for access to water. And by angry, I mean way more angry than is legal in society and for good reason. That is one reason why music is a good art form.


-Some of the lyrics, particularly the beginning of the first verse sound forced. I don’t really like the new first verse at all. I’m going to make a version that has the version i first verse lyrics, and then the second verse from this version. If we don’t like that either, then I’ll go back to the drawing board again. I’m not scared…but at a certain point we need to keep moving and survive the consequences. We’ll see if the next version is the one that lands.

Way back on Bluebird Canyon 
babe it’ll never be the same
10 Hammond Circle, 6 Sheepfold Lane
I climbed in through the window, know I never need a door
No one ever knows you’re home 
You don’t live there anymore
Teacher locked me in the basement 
Told me to be scared of it
but I don’t need a light switch 
to hideout in the darkness
what about your family 
daddy didn’t raise no fool
he told me that thrills are cheap
You don’t need a swimming pool
I learned that in grammar school 
Vigilantes pay police
You can keep your money fool  
You’ll never keep me off the beach
now that I’m dead and gone  

I can feel your body  I feel it in the air
now that I’m dead and gone  
I can feel your body  I feel it in the air

never going to tell him who’s right or wrong
never going to tell him who’s right or wrong
never going to tell him who’s right or wrong
You’re never going to tell him who’s right or wrong

Right or wrong,  Dead and gone
Play that song,  All night long
Baby be ashamed go broken
Baby be in pain you’re open
Open, No, girl you must be joking
You’re just jealous of the coast for being too close to the ocean
Trust me when I tell you that you don’t know who you’re stalking now
Better watch out who you’re watching when you wander out so far from town
You can use the telephone and call up all the county clowns
No one’s going to save you though, everybody’s sun goes down


now that I’m dead and gone  
I can feel your body  I feel it in the air
now that I’m dead and gone  
I can feel your body  I feel it in the air

((PREVIOUS AND FUTURE VERSIONS))

Michael Musika