Aloha! From sunny Illinois I send you more more-ness; and this update on SP in its current orbit-transit. STARS…
And back into the rock-pile, starting with ‘ANTI-HERO’ to see if we might resurrect its fading chances. After much dilly-dally I arrived at the stunning conclusion that the chorus needed to be better.
“As goes the chorus, so goes the song…”
And lo! The chorus was improved with melodic tricks of invention (i.e. repeat the best hook ad nauseum).
Batting 2nd was ‘THE HUNTED,’ she of the killer chorus and the encouraging mono-riff, but never the ‘twain shall weep. (apologies for high school verbosities)
After some sally-go-rounds I declared it D.O.A. and COUGARED, which I guess like COUGARTORY.
And-a-last, we had a go at ‘LOVE TO LOVE YOU;’ he of the menacing gait and snide lyricisms. Once again, we turned to the wisdom of TG.
“When you have a good ‘un, make sure you don’t pummel the darn riff into the ground,” or better yet, “When you live by the riff, you die by the riff.”
So, ‘L2LU,’ he of the drooling swing. Attractive open: check; engaging story: check, decent b-section: check; solid-anthem of a back chorus: umm no. So we went digging for another idea that had the guitar playing a triplet 3 over the 4/4, and with a little grease and tempo gymnastics I guessed we’re in the neighborhood of rock Valhalla.
If you find yourself up at 7 AM CST, know that’s what I’ll be doing with half-open eyes. Finding power where there should be none. Because…
“No matter how hard one tries, the feel of 3 will be the death of thee…”