I
wanna piece of a pie
I’d settle for just a bite
of dutch apple delight
you
wanna piece of one too
don’t even care if it’s
blueberry, rosemary and cream
we’ve
got a craving for peach
marionberry or
pumpkin, pecan or pluot or
chocolate, cherry, chicken pot
why is it pi radians
is only half a pie
your full circle pastry is
perfect, in my
I’ll
turn the oven dial
to 375
let the temperature rise
you
cut up all the fruit
while I roll out the dough
the batter is better with a bit of butter, you bet
we
watch it steaming with glee
we just can’t wait to eat
let it cool before you cut
just one taste, oh god it’s hot
why is it pi radians
is only half a pie
your full circle pastry is
perfect in my eye
your compote it completes me
the filling for my life
promise me you’ll never leave me
hungry
I wanna piece of a pie
I wanna piece of a pie
Sunday, November 29, 2015
On "Numerical Instability"
Hello, Aimei here. Coworker of Marlena and Ling, and drummer in their band. <3
Glad to become a blog contributor! We're trying to get back into writing music. And I feel like I gotta explain myself with this song. (I'll probably edit this post later to sound more eloquent.)
Due to my ongoing obsession with Nine Inch Nails, and my growing interest in metal and industrial music, I wanted to write an electronic industrial rock/goth/metal song. Not entirely clear what genre it fits into. There was a period right between highschool and 1st semester college when I wrote a ton of electronic music, and it's time to start it up again. I love writing the backing tracks and arranging the sound. The problem, as always, is my lack of lyric and vocal ability. So..... caveat?
This song is about an unstable [cloth] simulation. I spend all day dealing with those at work, so it felt pretty natural. Of course, it's supposed to be metaphor for a bad relationship or something, but I tried to get as many subtle sim references in there as possible. I was also debating the use of curse words, since I try to use them sparingly in everyday life, but it felt appropriate in this song. Sorry mom.
I'm also really interested in making visuals for music, and have resolved to make a 15 second Instagram video for every song I make. Not too hard... This one is pretty simple.
Glad to become a blog contributor! We're trying to get back into writing music. And I feel like I gotta explain myself with this song. (I'll probably edit this post later to sound more eloquent.)
Due to my ongoing obsession with Nine Inch Nails, and my growing interest in metal and industrial music, I wanted to write an electronic industrial rock/goth/metal song. Not entirely clear what genre it fits into. There was a period right between highschool and 1st semester college when I wrote a ton of electronic music, and it's time to start it up again. I love writing the backing tracks and arranging the sound. The problem, as always, is my lack of lyric and vocal ability. So..... caveat?
This song is about an unstable [cloth] simulation. I spend all day dealing with those at work, so it felt pretty natural. Of course, it's supposed to be metaphor for a bad relationship or something, but I tried to get as many subtle sim references in there as possible. I was also debating the use of curse words, since I try to use them sparingly in everyday life, but it felt appropriate in this song. Sorry mom.
I'm also really interested in making visuals for music, and have resolved to make a 15 second Instagram video for every song I make. Not too hard... This one is pretty simple.
Numerical Instability
I’m so high strung, I’m so uptight
You do not bend, you think you’re right
I’m too compressed, I don’t have room
And the tension grows with your every move
And if you wanna save it
And if you wanna save it
Well maybe it’s too late
This chaos in my mind
Keeps picking up pace
It’s kind of a stretch to think things will ever change
It’s kind of a stretch to think things will ever change
I keep falling I keep falling I keep falling away
It’s kind of a stretch to think things will be okay
This collision takes me out of control, I’m beginning to break
You move too fast, I think it’s time
You move too fast, I think it’s time
To take, well, several steps back, back in line
You try so hard to keep me contained
I can’t believe I let myself get this way
The explosion that you will see
The explosion that you will see
If you throw out the key
You’re so damn fucking unstable
It isn’t just me
It’s kind of a stretch to think things will ever change
It’s kind of a stretch to think things will ever change
I keep falling I keep falling I keep falling away
It’s kind of a stretch to think things will be okay
This collision takes me out of control, I’m beginning to break
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