Eric Balint - 02 grade school art
its not the norm for me to let myself write something “sweet”, but i ended up kind of liking this one. the way the chorus sounded in my head brought me naturally to the phrase ” you’re mine” and thinking about a person belonging to you. and this got me thinking of images of a kid not wanting to share something special. and that’s where these lyrics came from. don’t get me wrong. i am an advocate of sharing. but sometimes you can just keep your damn hands off of my transformer. know what i mean?
(note: i am recording these songs on a korg digital recorder. i got this one about ninety percent finished when the thing froze up on me and erased it all. now i’m going to be nervous as all get out every time i lay down a note. only 28 more to go!)
instruments:
guitar: zanny’s generic classical
ukulele: Hilo
banjo: Michael Row’s Austin
vocals x’s 3
lyrics:
you, you’re a brand new toy
that i let the boys
admire jealously
but never hold
the first slice of my cake
or a tried and true mistake
that i only own
when i’m old
you’re mine
you, you’re a secret box
with rubber bands for locks
dusty in the back
of the closet shelf
or grade school art
or when i fell apart
remembered in the end
what i could create myself
you’re mine
i picked up the guitar this morning and just started playing the riff of this song. i didn’t think about it at all, it just came out. i went from there, adding layers that took it to some strange places. it’s got a weird movement to it that i kind of like, or, at least find interesting.
