Apr 18, 2011
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Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you all had a yummy dinner. I'm currently in Minneapolis with Ben Britz and we're celebrating with the turkey tomorrow. Also: It's much colder up here than it is in Austin. Anyway, speaking of Ben Britz, can I get a round of applause for him on this song? Having never sung before, Ben did a pretty awesome job of singing backup vocals filled with complicated harmonies on this song. In fact, I might even say that his haunting crooning made this song what it is. He also added some non-guitar instrumentation to the song. I hope you enjoy it. It's called "When You Don't Try".
It's easier when you don't try
Just look around
Around
Just look
And I don't want to be
Confused for what I'm not
And I don't want to see
Everything you've got
And I don't want to know
Everything I don't
And I don't want to go
Everywhere
And I won't
This song is called "Time To Think" and just to spice things up a bit, I decided to release this Monday song as a video rather than an mp3. So I recorded it in my Brooklyn apartment(fannnnnncy!!!). Check it out. Ben Britz and Paris Mancini helped me out a lot with this...as in...they did the technical stuff...like pressing 'record', etc.
TIME TO THINK
There was a time, there was A universe. Maybe it’s a sign that this Came first. Now you have To take some time to think. I am but a person in a Cloud of this. Sucking in the vapor and Lost in the mist. I am hardly worth it but you don’t Know it. Everyone’s a sucker for This kind of shit. Now it’s a Hard thing, trying to do what’s right Even if I make it, I won’t make it home tonight Somebody tell me where the day begins Each bout of blackness just Does me in. I’m feeling Overwhelmed I’m feeling under par Nobody looks me in The eye or admits what they are this is a World of chance, this is a place Of too late with Regretful hands and the Kindness they manipulate.