'Every day you wake up alive,' David Bazan said on the closing track, "Little Motor," off of his latest album Blanco. How simple sweet poetry effectively explains what is worth remembering. Simplicity is beauty. Life is simple. Simple, like how I was called into work today. I'd rather be sleeping off the virus that has caused me sickness for the last week. Money talks, or whatever.
So now I'm here in a little booth, in the back of a saloon, spinning songs for the pride parade crew in the West Village. Michael Jackson is in queue, his sister too. We've got Rupaul on the list. ABBA will be sure to make an appearance. Lady Gaga has something to say, so I'll put her on in a bit.
Kids and adults are roaming West 4th street, fashion forward, flaunting their rainbows and stick on gems. Even the hetero alpha-male bartender is wearing a rainbow bandana with glitter around his eyes. We gender free? I am grateful for my city. Grateful to ride on the tip of the arrow.
Another day at the office. Without much, rich in other ways. In reverence of sound, pop, dance, hip hop. In awe of the code, sitting here in a dj booth, in the non-center of the universe. Spinning around the sun. #pride #rainbow #illseeyouinthebaryoulove
The band is at work on a new tune called "The Meantime." Written in a delirious flurry of summer madness. We wrote and recorded the parts late one night in May. Laid down the guitar and bass, programmed some drums. Turned a few nobs. The next morning I woke up, drank a cup of coffee, got on the train and listened to what we had done. Then I wrote the melody/lyrics on the Q train to up to Jason's apartment in Queens where we recorded the vocals on an SM7 Microphone.
The song is unlike anything we've done yet. Once finished we'll unleash a summer jam. For now here is the demo.