2004-12-12T06:13:00.000-08:00

Originals:

Bleed: It's about 50% done

Falling up stairs: 99% of the way there.

I just need to finish fixing up some things before I post the lyrics. Of course, the 99% done stamp will remain because I figure it will never really be finished and I will probably want to change a million things.
Some background: I am kind of happy this is almost done because, to be truthful, I started writing this in late November of last year but didn't have the inspiration or the motivation to finish it until recently.
It was going to be one of those lame "present" songs that you write for someone and give it as almost a gift. Lame I know.
'tis a love song as I see it. Or as close to a love song as I can come to writing.
Sort of a co-dependant "Boy with issues meets girl with issues. Issues are not resolved, but boy and girl are happy together"
*shrug* I dunno.
It's kind of nerve wracking for me because its the first song I'm putting out there and you could all tell me it sucks.
But then again you can't actually hear the music. Anyway..

Whipped: At this point its a title and a chorus

Untitled 1: Its a melody! and some words

Untitled 2: Its some words and a nifty little solo bit

2004-11-21T16:23:00.000-08:00

Legal Mumbo Jumbo and Copyright Crap

If I am going to be publishing original music / fiction / lyrics on here, lets go through this fun little excursion....

All sounds, lyrics, words, music , grunts, groans and pictures of little teddy bears wearing sailor uniforms are strictly the work of Nick Lucas (or, other specified authors). Said work is not to be stolen and used for evil. Having said that, don't use it for good either. Keep this work nice and neutral, like the Swiss.

Any money made by copying or stealing said work can be delivered to me in a plain brown envelope along with a plea for mercy; "Please don't deploy sex deprived half wits with sacks full of sweet Valencia oranges and paperclips to brutally punish me for stealing your work" in one word or less.

Any unorthorised copying and re-publishing elsewhere in webspace or hardcopy will result in strings of curse words , threats of violence and several very firm and very angry discussion board posts. (and the deployment of sex deprived half wits with sacks full of sweet Valencia oranges)

Don't Eat The Yellow Snow: Music Originals