Posts Tagged ‘hammond’

25 halloween freakout!

by on Saturday, October 31st, 2009

Eric Balint -25 halloween freakout

freakoutit’s a halloween freakout!

guitar: yamaha hollowbody electric x’s two
bass: beat ass harmony
organ: hammond
shakers and random noisemakers
vocals x’s four

23 song of attack (or retreat)

by on Thursday, October 29th, 2009

Eric Balint -23 song of attack (or retreat)

-attack horsemen u washthe key to this song really was the use of the snare drum. i wanted the tune to have this sense of attack, where i would just pound on the chords without stopping, or fiddling about whatsoever, but initially it was going to be more rockin, and i had a distorted guitar part and the whole bit, but when i laid down the drum track with just the snare, the feeling of the song really sprang up.

so every instrument is pretty constant, except for the piano…which brings me to my next story:
i got a piano!
i would like to thank Susan, who gave it to me, and David and Julie for hooking the whole deal up.
now, i just got this thing, and it is woefully out of tune, and i thought i would not use it on here until i was able to get it tuned, which i have not yet done
but it was just too much darn fun to bang out these chords…and i think the slight off notes actually fit well.

guitar: zanny’s generic classical
bass: beat ass harmony
organ: hammond
snare drum
piano: susan’s hand-me-down upright

everybody stop!

21 great big mistake

by on Tuesday, October 27th, 2009

Eric Balint -21 great big mistake

bufala little summin purdy for the misses

guitar: zanny’s generic classical
organ: hammond

i should have ridden the train to decatur
but i’m glad you got off with me at east lake
because here we are seven years later
that could have been a great big mistake

20 something with a monkey

by on Monday, October 26th, 2009

Eric Balint -20 something with a monkey

MONKEY2this past saturday (aka day 18) i had a really full day and didn’t get going on that day’s effort until late, and at that point of the night my friends David Oliver and David Eckert were coming over. so Oliver and me scrambled to get a recording done, then we were sitting around as the song was converting/loading/etc.
so i said “what are we going to call it?” David O.’s suggestion was “sahara fawcett”.
and then zanny (my wife) said “i don’t know, something with a monkey.”
David E. really liked that phrase “something with a monkey” and the next day he wrote some lyrics with that title and shared them with me.
so today i turned them into this song

ukulele: hilo
organ: hammond
splash cymbal and metal rod

that organ grinder’s ground
outside this little bar
with nothing but a tattered coat
and second hand cigar
the tune he plays it haunts me
it’s on his “greatest hits.”
it’s something with a monkey
like a lover sorely missed
his hurdy-gurdy droning
through the night and silent streets
a sound that speaks to lonely men
beneath their frozen sheets
if you ask he’ll tell you
that the only organ ground
is the one within his chest
the source of his lonesome sound
the tune he plays still haunts me
like a mouth that’s left unkissed
it’s something with a monkey
it’s a lover sorely missed

19 william telling

by on Sunday, October 25th, 2009

Eric Balint -19 william telling

william_faulknerever since learning “Something Stupid” by Frank and Nancy Sinatra (which is one of my all time favorite songs)  i’ve really been loving the Am6 chord. i was strumming on it this morning and started interplaying it with a Gmaj7 because i liked the way the F# appeared in both, and that was how this song came about.
the lyrics are meant to have a bit of a bite to them…but…they probably don’t make sense anyway

guitar: yamaha hollowbody electric, zanny’s generic classical
bass: beat ass harmony
snare drum and splash cymbal played with fingers
organ: hammond
vocals x’s 2

i am not the kind to coddle
elephants scream at a mouse
random house don’t want your novel random bombs blow up your house
they’re not buying what your selling
like it’s sweating in the south
it’s like you’ve gone william telling
with the apple in your mouth
today, today
you will listen now
the walls of that town
will never hold out
but we will show you how
to build anew
i will not cut with precision
i’m no surgeon, you’re awake
take the fruits of your decision
ande feed them to the snake
today, today…

18 sandsalt

by on Sunday, October 25th, 2009

Eric Balint -18 sandsalt

sandsaltthis song features my first guest: my friend David Oliver. he came by and i hadn’t done anything yet today and he is a badass musician and i said come on. i started beating on this scale i had been messing around with on the marimba, and he started playing some super lush organ chords, and we just kind of laid it down and didn’t think about it too much. then i grabbed a drum and he grabbed my guitar, we both did another track, and there you have it.

guitar: yamaha hollowbody electric
organ: hammond
marimba: musser
ceramic handrum

16 test ban

by on Thursday, October 22nd, 2009

Eric Balint -16 test ban

testbanpthis song started with the bass. i hadn’t began there yet. then i laid down some simple tremelo-d guitar. then i moved onto the drums…
i had a couple of kit mics going and i decided to put some delay on one of them…and it really created a different sense of mood than i had anticipated.
so that kind of led me to where the song ended up.

bass: beat ass harmony
guitar: yamaha hollow body electric
organ: hammond

15 new glories spring

by on Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

Eric Balint -15 new glories spring

roy-rainford-morning-glory-spring-yellowstone-national-park-unesco-world-heritage-site-usai fully admit that a certain show that i saw last night was a direct influence on the style of this song. i just couldn’t help myself.
i try to give it my own treatment, but it is what it is.
the books have been written. most of us should feel lucky to occasionally be given permission to tear out a page.

the beginnings of new glories spring were actually the words, which i wrote (an earlier version of) a little while ago.
i almost never write songs like this.(making the music fit the words instead of the other way around) i find it usually sounds forced. but when i started picking this chord progression, these lyrics fit right in.
i recorded a number of different parts to test out various sounds, but i ended up going with a fairly stripped down version.

song 15…half way there

guitar: zanny’s generic classical x’s two
organ: hammond (specifically the bass foot keys)

there’s been, i don’t know, six billion sad stories
written and sung out in the night
the blessed, the obsessed, and the boring
and the ones that hit you just right
there’s been reporters who watch til they go numb
there’s been multitudes of good guys and bad
immigrants who miss where they come from
but who memorize everything they had
there’s been rushed and wholly secret
rendezvous in the park
there’s the ones who burned unreturned
and lovers who tripped in the dark
there’s been prayers begging for graces
and mourners raising their toasts
waitresses who never call themselves waitresses
packing up mountains of suitcases
and heading for the coast
there’s been the grumbling of every town’s stumblebums
there’s been dust covered souvenirs
the desperate wade through the humdrum
which quietly disappears
there’s been young parents laughing at babies
and crying and paying the bills
there’s been hammers swinging
and lullaby singing
and the quiet swallowing of pills
there’s been, i don’t know, six billion sad stories
i could go on and on
but we’re all the same in our glories
and new glories spring
when we’re gone

13 the azaleas can’t make up their mind

by on Monday, October 19th, 2009

Eric Balint - 13 the azaleas can't make up their mind

Azaleas_And_Live_Oaks,_Magnolia_Plantation,_Charleston,_South_Carolinathis is a little mountain ballad. i wanted it to be real loose…like someone started to play the organ and everyone else just grabbed what was by them and went.
the lyrics were inspired by outside.

organ: hammond
guitar: yamaha acoustic
banjo: michael row’s austin

the wheel barrow’s flipped over in the leaves
the ladder is on it’s side
the pumpkins are waiting silently
to be brought to life
the weeds are climbing through the deckboards
the azaleas can’t make up their mind
there’s critters living in the gutters
but i’m afraid i don’t know what kind
we should really remember to
have the fireplace checked
we’re running out of spaces
to hold all the things we collect

09 these little wrecks

by on Thursday, October 15th, 2009

Eric Balint - 09 these little wrecks

new-train-falls-1899-wreckthe first thing i recorded for this song was the drums. i didn’t have anything else written yet. i just had a general sense of tone that i was going for. then i worked out a chord progression on the guitar, and went from there. i like how it ended up sounding the way it feels outside today.

guitar: yamaha hollow body electric
bass: beat ass harmony
organ: hammond

will you speak in my ear
so nobody can hear
will you tell me what’s next
and pull me from these little wrecks
will you comfort me when
i’ve gotten nervous again
will you tell me what’s next
and pull me from these little wrecks
stay with me
will you lay me to rest
in my sunday best
i will lay with you then
until we meet again