Alongside recording new songs, it is nice to also remix some of the old existing songs from last year. Revisiting sound is an odd affair. Being away from the songs you put together, intensely back then, gives a different perspective on listening to them again a fair few months later. When recording, it is a huge undertaking to get a song finished. By the end…you can’t really see the wood from the trees.

Yesterday’s upload of the song Lighten Up is an example of revisit/remix. Recently two other songs, Faded Walls and Stop this Heartache, were remixed quickly too. I felt the results were worthwhile. Especially Faded Walls, because it has given the Frail Autumn project a ‘sound’.

New songs that are currently being recorded are actively seeking that echoing Faded Walls vibe. Mind you, the drive of Stop this Heartache is quietly inspiring too.

There is a constant though. I listen to everything on earphones. All content re: YouTube, here on WP if content requires listening and my songs too. The result is a more enjoyable listening experience. You hear depth and not tinny sounding results. Always 🎧 for myself. Otherwise, how do you understand the complexities of sound.

I did have a thought. My vocals have always been problematic for my ears. I simply do not enjoy listening to my voice. So, subconsciously, I mix it lower than it ought to be. These remixes brought the vocals up a few notches. Also, certain instruments were buried and disappeared in the mix. Faded into the darkness of oblivion so to speak. So a tweak of cajoling them back gently into the light was necessary.

Thank you for taking the time to listen.

Faded Walls.

Think about your future

False reality

You’re staring through the window

Looking down at the street

They’ll tell you that it’s cold outside

Best ignore

Tearing at the window

Won’t open up the door.

Don’t need surrealism

It’s already there.

Don’t know no information

Casual or rare

There’s a riot going on outside

Best ignore

An insane revolution

Ain’t worth fighting for.

Faded walls

Time to burn them down

If the outside looks right in at you

Then don’t turn around.

Don’t need no self reflection

Travelling round my head

I’ll focus on deflection

Instead

There’s a riot going on inside

My mind

An insane revolution

I’m one of a kind.

Faded walls

Time to burn them down

If the outside looks right in at you

Then don’t turn around.

It’s okay killing time

But it’s driving me insane

It’s okay laughing out loud

When I’m the one to blame.