u/Basic-Shelter2854

Will be grateful for any feedback

Will be grateful for any feedback

I'm not really a musician, but started to play with DAWs and to record what music I could come up with to lyrics I had in mind. Pray tell: do you like it? does it have any potential? tips for improvement?

https://soundcloud.com/victorbolshov/old-harry-dying?si=e549e14569344b4097ad861003964548&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

I have been playing guitar for ~30 years, but only started to write something last year, and I have no musical background, so ofc it remains a hobby project for me, but one I'm putting some love into. All the best, brothers and sisters! Peace be with you!

u/Basic-Shelter2854 — 3 days ago
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Asking for feedback (lyrics)

I am working on a song, and these lyrics have formed in my head. Interesting fact: I wasn’t aware that “Old Harry” also means “devil”, only found it out just now. I think this is adding some level of dark irony to the text, what you think?

Old Harry dying

Old Harry was dying
The sun was rising anew.
Old Harry was dying,
How about you?

The next train is at seven,
You watch the infinite blue,
Old Harry’s in heaven,
Where does that leave you?

Wait… wait… wait… wait….

Meet me at the end of the silver line,
Look at everything you left behind.

I am killing time,
Time is killing me,
But it doesn’t mean we’re even
Or will ever be.

Old Harry is dying
The sun’s rolling like new.
Old Harry is dying,
How about you?

--

I had this tune that I sang these words to, so I recorded a demo. Will be super-happy if you listened and shared what you think of it: https://soundcloud.com/victorbolshov/old-harry-dying?si=251f536670c148d19940674e571929c6&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

u/Basic-Shelter2854 — 4 days ago

Do you think these lyrics are any good?

Plastic me

(Verse 1)
I printed out myself,
Took him off the shelf,
Gave myself a pep talk,
Sent him off to work,
He left with a happy smile,
Keen to walk the extra mile.

(Chorus)
On my wall is a plastic bee,
In my shoes a plastic me.

(Verse 2)
Everybody noticed
Such a sudden little twist,
I used to be alarming,
Today I was charming,
I got a salary raise,
The party’s at the manager’s place.

(Chorus)
On my wall is a plastic bee,
In my shoes a plastic me.

(Bridge)
Look at me now,
Look at me now,
Plastic in and out,
Plastic in and out,
Speaker in my mouth,
Speaker in my mouth,
Always glad
And never mad
Somehow.

(Verse 3)
I printed out myself,
Took him off the shelf,
Gave myself a pep talk,
Sent him off to work,
Face of a dummy doll,
Everything under control.

(Chorus)
On my wall is a plastic bee,
In my shoes a plastic me.

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u/Basic-Shelter2854 — 8 days ago

I was recently in that mood when suddenly understand the importance of keeping in touch with your loved ones. And I write these lyrics and decided to basically read it to music rather then sing, and uploaded to SC: https://soundcloud.com/victorbolshov/say-the-words?si=a69f642faa7342a1aba9993d6fa45062&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Just like everyone else here, I'd appreciate any feedback, and will be super happy if you happen to like it. I'd characterize the music as some psychedelic rock, but does it really matter?

Say the words

Say the words,

Drop a line,

Call your mom,

Call your dad,

Kiss your lover.

Meet your sister

And your brother,

And your friend.

--

Look at the sun,

Look at the river,

It’s beautiful,

And so are you.

And so are you,

A fucking cavern of treasures,

Don’t forget it,

Don’t let yourself go.

--

Say the words,

Drop a line,

Call your mom,

Call your dad,

Kiss your lover.

Meet your sister

And your brother,

And your friend.

--

Say the words,

Word is magic.

World is magic,

And so are you.

u/Basic-Shelter2854 — 20 days ago

Here’s a song I finished writing today. It is about the abusive relationship between humanity and nature.

https://youtube.com/shorts/MKwZgv6FC1c?is=RQ7Xkb\_XumoC69R\_

I had a dream

I had a dream:

I was a crawling monster,

I was a creature of the night.

I hid in leaves,

I licked the stones for moisture,

With no one ever by my side.

I didn’t count

The times I drowned,

The times I lost the will to breathe.

Next sunny day

They come my way,

They will be hunting for my teeth.

I had a dream,

I was a multicolored

Gorgeous bird with golden wings.

I was believed

To see beneath the covers,

The bird of gods, the bird of kings.

They never cared,

They surely dared

To pull my feathers for their muse.

They followed me,

They found me,

Now I’m just naked and confused.

u/Basic-Shelter2854 — 23 days ago