Tuesday, February 22, 2011

8th The Album

It's on the way the newest addition to the Funkyhairman collection.

Here is the link for the release date : http://www.funkyhairman.com/8th.html

Here is some cool stuff I wrote about my work to help make me sound cooler and give a little insight:


This song is about the incomparable ending of all things in death. Also mentioned in the end is the profiteering aspect of life as it pertains to the hypocrisy in wellbeing.

This song is a piano based piece; that has the most structured composition and is the center piece of the album.


This song was originally conceived the day they found Layne Staley’s body dead in his Seattle apartment about two weeks after he died (April of 2002). The original recorded version and lyrics were mistakenly erased and forgotten but, the piano structure and emotions invoked by the tragedy would never be lost.


“Every season my colors change and the deep ones stay the same” Opening line to the song.

This song is a tribute to painting emotional philosophy through music. Covering how life is always changing but, you don’t seem to change much inside. The person, you were as a child is still there somewhere. The teenager, afraid of love and how it could change us is still clamoring to the freedom of youth. Of course this is the analytical explanation and if you know anything about emotions is they don’t make logical sense. Unless your true idea of sense, is really just confusion.


The explanation of this song can be compiled in two whole verses:

“Rode down some storied page, broke down along the way. Now that I know what it’s about, maybe I could change”.

“Sometimes you want to fall in love, sometimes you want to die. I just wish I knew, how to fly”


The premise is in the title however, to take it a little further for the sake of understanding if you will; the song was meant to depict the cold rise from static thought. This song is also helping to erode the tragic state of blind belief that perpetuates hateful ideals in everyday life.


Let the music be my paint brush and I will paint you such a picture-

This picture is clean with sharp strait lines and bold strokes that came to me on a Wednesday.

Soft Rage-

A distantly wild and long piece that travels though time on a journey made of rhythm and dreams. You start in one place enjoying some piano centered trotting melody only to find yourself on a more wild and dangerous mission.


The message is simple enough and I believe this song to be the most polished of the bunch. Surprise it is completely different in tone and structure from the rest of this album.

And from here the change begins, enjoy!

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