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This is a song I started working for the TUNE-UP contest. I may still work on it and submit it depending on what the comments will be... The vocals are just on a sketch level for now, I am also thikning of shorten the song some... This song is based upon a story I've had on my mind for sometime; on the surface about the actress Greta Garbo, who after some great performances and fame, did hide away from the public in her N.Y. apartment where she died. Someone that was visiting with her, said she had trolls (sculptures or dolls) hidden under her sofa. I find her life story to be very interesting.
I've used I believe 3-4 loops form the TUNE-UP download (mostly drums) - everything else is played or sung by me. I am using quite a bit of guitar, some samples played from the keyboard. Let me know what you think... Thank you!
I've used I believe 3-4 loops form the TUNE-UP download (mostly drums) - everything else is played or sung by me. I am using quite a bit of guitar, some samples played from the keyboard. Let me know what you think... Thank you!
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Lyrics
[ garbo ]
can you hear that?
it's twelve o'clock
it's midnight
look at the clock, one hand has met the other hand
they kiss
isn't that wonderful
that's the way a clock works, what's wonderful about it?
ninotchka, it's midnight
one half of Paris is making love to the other half
when he first saw her face
the temptress dressed in lace
on a joyless street of fame
it was all a painted veil
she thought him all there was to know
about wild orchids and love
the flesh and the devil, divine
at the grand hotel she said:
i want to be alone
I want to hide away
she was a woman of affairs
two-faced in pure desire
anna karenina and camille
unfaithful to a million men
when he looked into her eyes
she looked back at him and smiled
upper east side of new york
where she lived and died with her trolls
© MKN 2005
can you hear that?
it's twelve o'clock
it's midnight
look at the clock, one hand has met the other hand
they kiss
isn't that wonderful
that's the way a clock works, what's wonderful about it?
ninotchka, it's midnight
one half of Paris is making love to the other half
when he first saw her face
the temptress dressed in lace
on a joyless street of fame
it was all a painted veil
she thought him all there was to know
about wild orchids and love
the flesh and the devil, divine
at the grand hotel she said:
i want to be alone
I want to hide away
she was a woman of affairs
two-faced in pure desire
anna karenina and camille
unfaithful to a million men
when he looked into her eyes
she looked back at him and smiled
upper east side of new york
where she lived and died with her trolls
© MKN 2005
Peter Greenstone
I really like where you're going with this. I do think it
could be shorter. There are so many great ideas you have
in here, some are more refined than others. I don't know
what to suggest; there are a lot of things that I suspect
just need to be tightened up, refined, mixed and effected
better/differently and will be as you continue working on
this.