Collaboration!

So it's two weeks into FAWM and I am ten songs down. I cranked out number nine last night and number ten today. I am pleased with a lot of the material. I'll be posting some on here today. In addition, Mike-D and I have found a new side-project that we are working with called: C3-The Collaboration! I was at work the other day, and my boy, Curtis Porter, came and asked me if I knew a guy that played the bass, and a guy that played the drums. I told him that I did, and asked why. He said that he and a buddy had made a white-boy rap CD when they were in High School, with some beats they made in their basement, and that they were looking to put together a N.E.R.D. or J-5 style band, to recreate these beats for live performances. I told him I was interested and we exchanged contact info. He called me a few days later and we set a time to jam. I called Mike-D and he was stoked at the idea of playing drums and rocking out with these guys. We showed up at the basement and THREW DOWN! Honestly I don't think I have ever had such a good time jamming with a band then I did backing up these white boy rappers. It was awesome. Stay tuned for more info about C3 because it will most definitely be off the hook.

In addition, one of the challenges for this year's FAWM was to collaborate, and have a co-writer. The closest thing I have ever done to that, was writing mean songs about girls from Nate Carter's stories. I was a little intimidated, but I have a legit friend, The Centaur, who had a song idea he was kicking around in a notebook for a while. We busted it out, and this is what we came up with. I like it.

Empty Sunsets
The old cliches pass on this one
Threaded efforts fray undone
Under the bridge our time slips away
As memories fade into neutral gray
Curtain closed on our role playing
Hope eclipsed by egos swelling
I was your fairytale figure, You were by dream girl
Slowly we realize our real world

(chorus)
This knights armor ain't shining
This prince still searching for his queen
Our fairy tale
Isn't ending well
This sunset ain't for you and me

You can have your ever after
And your ride off into the sunset too,
Because my saddle is empty and
The sun's casting my silhouette without you

(chorus)

I had never heard a sadder story
Than the one you used to sing
The man you thought was just a Merchant
Now reveals himself, a King