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Adam Curry's Daily Source Code

I think I’ve been a teensy bit carried away the past month by The Daily Source Code. On the most recent Chillin with Lovespirals, I was about to say, “You know what? I think I could have recorded 2 or 3 podcasts in the time I spent recording, converting, and uploading my audio comments for DSC,” but Ryan cut me off before I finished. Oh well, it’s been really fun contributing to Adam’s show and I have to admit I’ve been flattered by the attention. Ryan’s been teasing about it, but that’s what I get, I guess! But come on, how cool is it that Adam was driving around in his brand new Jaguar while listening to “Abide” and telling the world he wished I was there with him? Oh, and strangely enough, I’ve been laying down the vocals for “Welcome to the Machine” which has the line “He loves to drive his Jaguar” – pronounced in the English way, how Adam says it!

Podcast VS songwriting

Another week, still no podcast, I know… It happened again that when we found ourselves in the studio together, we were writing new music! It’s been great fun, and very productive towards our next album. I think I’ve counted 6 songs in the works right now, if I’m not mistaken. But the podcast is suffering. Yes. Hopefully over the weekend we can both get in there and do a podcast together. Sorry to keep ya’ll waiting.

Podcast late

Sorry we’ve been lagging on making a new podcast. Every time we’ve been in the studio together it’s to record music, not podcasts. Then I’ve been recording audio feedback for Daily Source Code, which has been fun, but is more time consuming that I thought it would be. I’m thinking about including some of Adam’s funny comments in our next podcast. Anyway, maybe somehow Ryan and I can take some time this weekend to do another podcast, but I can’t make any promises. I’ve resisted doing one without him, coz it just wouldn’t be the same by myself.

More site changes

Sent out a new subscriber email yesterday announcing all our new stuff. Now we’ve got an official webstore on the site that doubles as a brief discography. Figured it was high time we sold our own CDs here. We’re also offering the promotional poster for the new album. Of course, somebody had already ordered one when I checked this morning. We weren’t asking enough money to cover the shipping and postage, unfortunately. I don’t want to make any money on the poster, I just don’t want to lose money on it. Anyway. What else?

Oh yeah, so we finally have tracklistings for our CDs, which was totally missing before. Also created an mp3 page at long last, where you can download a few tracks directly from us, rather than going to MySpace or wherever. Hopefully our bandwidth can take it! Lots of little tweaks here and there, but that’s the main gist of it. It’s funny how much time and thought it can take to get something just right. I’m sure half the people that visit won’t really notice the changes, but Ryan and I sure do. Anyway, props to Ryan for the great webstore!

iTunes Offering 'Free & Easy'

Apple iTunes is now offering Free & Easy for purchase. The sound files sound really good and the artwork looks great. The only bummer is that they listed it as a “partial album” and aren’t offering a whole CD download price. WTF? This album is 30 seconds longer than the last one, and they didn’t list that as a “partial album.” Could it be because its only 9 tracks? Windblown Kiss had 10; maybe that’s the minimum? I dunno… Perhaps I should just contact someone and see if we can alter that in the entry. We can’t be the only folks in the world making 9 song albums. They are 9 rather long songs, after all.

Walk Away

I’ve felt the dizzy heights
Don’t wanna take the fall
Well, I’ve climbed and seen the sights
Just wanna take it all in
Then walk away

I’ve come close to the fire
Nearly burned my hands
I won’t be lifted higher
To be dropped to the sands
No

I’ll walk away
Find my own space
I’ll hide away
Til I feel safe again

(solo)

Maybe I’m acting scared
See, I been hurt before
And my old heart just ain’t prepared
To take a chance any more
No

I’ll walk away
Find my own space
I’ll hide away
‘Til I feel safe again

I’ll walk, I’ll walk away
Find my own space
I’ll hide away, til I feel safe again
I’ll walk, I’ll walk away
Ooh

I’ll walk away
Find my own space

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Trouble

You catch my eye
It’s pretty clear what you are thinking
I don’t know why
But I can feel my stomach sinking

Though now we’re only friends
I sense what this is headed for
And just how it would end
That’s why I’m heading for the door
I said I’m headed for the door

I’m old enough to know better
Old enough to know better now
You’re trouble
You’re just trouble

You act so sweet
All of the girls think you’re just charming
They can’t defeat
A predator who’s so disarming

I think I see your game
I know full well what is in store
You’d treat me just the same
That’s why I’m heading for the door
I said I’m headed for the door

-chorus-

Trouble

Though I may seem naive
I’ve seen your kind before
So you better believe
That I’m a-heading for the door
You know I’m heading for the door

-chrous-

Trouble (x4)
You’re just trouble
I’m old enough to know better
Old enough to know better now
Old enough to know better
Trouble (x3)

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Sandcastles

Come with me and we will fly
We’ll build sandcastles in the sky
Circling above so high
In heaven, where we belong

Dum, da da, da da, da da (x2)
Da da doo da

We’ll build sandcastles in the sky
We’ll build sandcastles in the sky
Never question how or why
Da, da da, da da, da, da

We’ve only one life to live
We’ve only one heart to give
So we must live our lives and loves
To the full else we’re a fool, fool

Dum, da da, da da, da da (x2)
Da da doo da

Build sandcastles in the sky
Build sandcastles in the sky
Never question how or why
Da doo, da doo, da doo da doo dow

We’ll build sandcastles in the sky
We’ll build sandcastles in the sky
Never question how or why

(repeat variants to fade)

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Love Survives

I’ve tried so many ways to tell you how I feel
You just won’t listen
Many times I’ve tried to explain how it hurts me so
You just don’t care, or so it seems

But even though its eating me alive I still smile
And even though its tearing me apart inside
I know I’ll stay another day
Love survives (x4)

I’ll just wait you out; I think you’ll come around
Can’t go on like this forever
In time I’ll make you see how much it means to me
Can’t keep on telling me “never”

So even though it’s eating me alive I still smile
And even if it’s tearing me apart inside
I know I’ll stay another day
Love survives (x4)

I still believe our love can conquer all
And I have faith you’ll see my view
Deep down inside I know that we’ll work it out
That’s why I’ll stick it out with you

So even though it’s eating me alive I still smile
And even if it’s tearing me apart inside
I know I’ll stay another day
Love survives (x8)

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Hand In Hand

Here we are
Face to face
Heart to heart
Hand in hand

We will succeed
When the call of love we heed
Rising to new heights
On wings of love we’re taking flight

Hand in hand
Hand in hand

Here we are
Face to face
Heart to heart
Hand in hand

We have the strength of two
Now there’s nothing that we couldn’t do
We put our minds together
To create something that will last forever

Hand in hand
Hand in hand

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Habitual

Our words are made of nothing
Just currents of emptiness
Heart, mind and soul
Habitual

After laughter, our malaise
The constant of sleepwalking days
And nightmarish nights
Habitual

We talk to keep from talking (x2)
We’re free to express our opinions
But have we any to share
We talk to keep from talking (x2)
We may have conversations
But I’ve the feeling you don’t care
You’re not really there

Tragedy or comedy
Pseudo-drama you and me
And what of the end?
Habitual

Day into night we often seem
Somnambulstic, lost in dream
For we have become
Habitual

We talk to keep from talking (x2)
Keeping up pretenses
That things are as before
We talk to keep from talking (x2)
I see your lips are moving
But I don’t hear you anymore
Anymore… anymore

Why must things go on and on this way?
Shouldn’t we have something more to say?

We’ve grown habitual no, no, no
It’s just a ritual, habitual (repeat variants to end)

— By Anji Bee (BMI)