Today I made three journeys to Denis' house.
11.00: We were meant to begin at 9.30 but I had a late night involving vomiting and beer lairiness and therefore woke up late and in pain and slightly hungover to 4 missed calls from Mario. We began laying down the instruments for Rice. Just rough so we could start drums. We left at 1.30 since Denis had to go out and eat with folks.
6.00: I returned by my lonesome and me and Denis recorde the last parts of the song and began drums. The drums sound mad good! reminding me of words like 'hope' and 'wings'. We established that the music could only be described as 'Whitney Houston falling down stairs'. We then added this craaaazy drum roll thing which we then felt sounded like 'Whitney Houston with a machine gun - angry because she fell down stairs'
10.00: I return once more, to continue where we left. In the gap I had visited my grandfolks and helped my father with things. Denis played GTA for a bit while I watched videos of The Chariot (THE best band, ever). We then continued. We began work on the beginning drums. Mario's bass sounded amazing. He made this neat little riff which is really quite beautiful. Denis described it as a 'sad black woman'. And then described the scene, her, with her children, in the back of a cab. I thought it sounded more like a 'young, beautiful woman'. Denis then plugged in his keyboard and turned to me and said: 'orchestral shit comin' at ya'. We then made the most PHAT beat in the history of beats right now. It's so gangsta; but in a good way. Denis said it now sounds like 'a sad black woman dancing in a club'.
'We need xylophone/vibraphone on it; how though?'
'I dunno, how?'
'How do you think?'
'Record us playing it through the mic?'
'What do I look like, Dr Dre!'
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