Hi Gang. First half of the reviews. I'll get the second half up before the next fight. Ujn and I are Chthonic Chthock.
++ This is a new level of slick and awesome.
-- No real chorus for us to grove out to? Sad face.
// So while your stuff is always slick and awesome, this appeals to me on a more personal level. Reminds me of The Kills, down to the bleep-bloop. You know how many records they moved last year? I don't. But it's gotta be on the order of 50k. I for one would love to see you work within this formula. Probable vote.
++ Rockin'-ness. Performance. Solo.
-- As others mentioned, the crunch is pretty crunchy. Also, you doubled the vocals and panned them hard right and left. Listening in headphones this is distracting, as it gives a slapback effect. Remember The Strokes? Ha ha yeah, The Strokes. So their trick was to record into two mics, compress one to hell and leave one fairly uncompressed. This gave the umpf of doubling without the phase issues.
// So at my old apartment, the guy who lived above me started writing this song. The first line was "A is for Acid, B is for Bud." He wanted to do the whole alphabet with drug references... but he never got past B. This was particularly ironic, as he was addcted to crystal meth. So you know, I have high standards for creativity in drug songs. You could have at least done something with absinthe.
++ Everything's solid except the following:
-- To me, the panning on the drums is distracting As is the phaser, if there is indeed a phaser. There's one rhythym instrument that's so buried I can't tell if it's a clav or a funky-played guitar. Which means it's too buried.
Chopped Liver Meat God
++ Kinda cool.
-- Length. Cowbell. On the second listen, seriously, length.
// If you would have gone for death metal vocals and trimmed this to like two minutes I'd be voting for it, cowbell or not.
++ Lyrics. Haha. General goth feel.
-- Lyric burglin' is not terribly polite.
// While I can't speak for Ujn, I'm not sure if I'm honored or... not. Leaning towards honored. Neat to hear your take on it, though. Possible vote, actually.
Death be not proud
++ Dunne allusion haha. Ambience.
-- The hard pans. Turn those vocals up, turn that rhythm guitar up in the verse, roll off some of its high end.
// Possible vote.
++ Everything. Shimminy, this is _another_ fantastic frickin song by you. Is there a fan club? Seriously. I will be the president of your fanclub. I would buy a deetak t-shirt in an instant. (Well, if the design was cool.) Seriously. This is the best song of the week. It bears repetition: fantastic.
-- Okay, the clipping on the vocals doesn't work well.
// Clear, obvious VOTE.
++ Melody and performance? I guess it's hard for me to pin down what to put in the like category since it's all so solid and well done.
-- Nothin' really in the minus category here.
// So... what was the magazine that inspired this? If there wasn't an actual magazine, what magazine would play the magazine in the filmed biopic of your life? Possible vote.
++ Neat sounds.
-- Lack of relevance.
// Curious as to whether that's a free running LFO or you're controlling that somehow.
Fartin' in the Club.
++ Nice choice of reverb.
-- Lack of relevance.
// I guess 15 years has gone by and so dated acid house is back in again?
++ This was cool in a weird, detached, and mellow way.
-- Six frickin' listens and I don't understand it.
// Could you explain it to me? Possible vote.
Howl Down McHatton.
++ Most everything. I'm hoping you guys work together again, because this is terribly awesome.
-- The electronic drums sound odd to me here.
// Are you playing a variax on sitar there at the end? On a personal note, I had to give "my" autoharp back to its owner last year and I'm still sad. I troll craigslist every now and again looking for a cheap one. Vote.
OH JESUS GOD YOU HAVE MY ALARM CLOCK!!! I hear that sound and I get nervous and panic-y.
++ Your rapping was good. Your concept, while gross, was good. Your sung interludes were also good.
-- Your beat... was kind of backgroundy. The skit portion was mixed high.
// Yet, overall I am amused. So possible vote. But what's with Square One Signs? I see you're both from Georgia. Is that product placement or do you work there?
I can't imagine telling my co workers about SongFight. Actually, I can. Here's how it would go:
ME: Hey ya Dave, how you doin'? How was your weekend?
DAVE: Pretty good. Jenny and I took the kids to the zoo.
DAVE: Yeah, it was a pretty fun day. What'd you do?
ME: I wrote a song about stalking Quentin Tarantino and then bludgeoning him to death with a golf club. Posted it on the internet for the lulz. Did you see that new baby giraffe at the zoo? Isn't it darling?
-- reve mosquito.