This summer fashion is to avoid other people, especially not going seaside on the beach. At least for me! That's why I'm taking long walks on the desert city on sundays picking any detail hits my sensitivity on my iPod sunny jogging. This new demo is called "Unfuzz Days", and it's partially dealing with my little adventures. As for the melody for once in a while I decided to start avoiding trying to imagine the song in my head before writing it down and finding the chords, but experimenting with the guitar and changing the notes in some of the strings.
Matthew from Charlie Big Time told me it's a bit Sean Leannonesque. I had in mind Elliott Smith meeting Brian Wilson trying to stay in tune after getting stoned and having had a fight!
Anyway... here it is...
Tiny Tide - "Unfuzz Days"
Here's the lyrics in case you need :)
"Don't know why you had to bring me here
I'm quite scared it's a beautiful day
People all aroud, they're the same
Not ok. They just wait and stay
For a show is meant to celebrate. Even though the guest run away
Without taking care of present days
with no future left or just a cake
there's no bride at all to call and calm
neither a trace
on unfuzz days
You don't care for Buddah and his nun
someone else will pay your alm
Trees will shake the ground like fallen crows
Not today, not for this crowd
There's no turning back from this old park
Guess no one else wilk take my crown
Without taking care or give a damn
With no money left or time to spend
There's no space at home to call your place
it's all so lame
this unfuzz days
All your arms are set to pray
I can't even sign ok
You don't have to be afraid
I can't even kill myself
So come here and bring me home
push my little iron throne
Bare your brest and get undressed
Give this child your last caress
Free my body and my soul
Cut my head and clean your sword
There's nothing left Sweet golden mess
neither a trace
of unfuzz days"
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