because covering someone’s song is basically the same thing as bathing together right? definitely just as intimate.
so this is a song from my next EP or whatever,
i have a few ~sad songs about feeling weird~ that i’ve been holding onto since before nxt top diva!!!! because once i started doing that i was having so much fun being a popstar that i really didn’t feel that way that much and so totally didn’t feel like continuing with those songs or making more like them. i’ve finally started to come back to them and so i’ll be putting them up on bandcamp shortly. for now here is a little video for a song that i actually think i recorded and wrote the majority of one night in easter when i was home alone and got sort of drunk on gin in the bath.
♡ so i just popped my bandcamp cherry ♡ (apart from the split EP with ickis and a track on the rand comp)
but it’s my first thing i’ve properly put out on my own. i feel like bandcamp is more legit or srs or something than the way i’ve just been sticking stuff on soundcloud for the past forever? i dunno. it feels sort of weird, because it feels no different really to when i just stick things onto soundcloud minutes after i finish making them up.
this is slightly different, though. for one, rather than just being a big jumble on soundcloud, they’re all ordered the way i’ve decided, on a page that looks how i want it to look. also, the recording process was definitely different to usual. i chose a popstar to use as inspiration, listened to a load of my favourite songs of theirs, then wrote and recorded a track and made a video for it all in the one day. (that goes for the first four songs, not the covers obv.)
it was a cool, fun and enjoyable process, and definitely had a bit of a laugh doin it.
and i’m rather proud of the britney cover. i hope some people like it,,,
i am a cool hip diva chick.
anyway, it’s free, and you might as well download it.
IN OTHER NEWS
here’s a photo of me with some flowers my mom was about to throw out. they smell REALLY good.
so this is the last song in my little ☆TRYING TO BE A POPSTAR☆ project thing.
it’s been really really fun writing lyrics that aren’t super personal for the first time like, ever.
i used britney as inspo for this one obvv. i’m a slave 4 u is a really awesome track and a really really really great title so i kinda just listened to that over and over and tried to copy it.
usually when i make songs i’m almost scared to let anyone listen to them in case they can make out what i’m saying (because i’m usually saying stuff that should really be kept to a diary probably) but with these i haven’t been trying to be like, r e a ll y h on e s t and s p e a k i n g fr o m t h e h ea rt and that’s been cool.
i didn’t really actually succeed in making music that sounds anything like beyonce or shakira or j lo or britney but whatever, it’s been interesting anyway.
i will be putting the four tracks up on bandcamp for yous to download fo free soonish, along with covers of songs by each of these ladies :3
i know she may be young
but she’s got feelings too
and she needs to do
what she feels like doing.
so let her go, and just listen
look at her over there, running her fingers through her hair
she’s done it for you, wants you to stare
wants you to take her back to your lair
entrances you with eyes
forces you to tie
her up and
use her like you want to
you won’t defy
look at her on the floor, she’s screaming out for more and more
do what she wants or she’ll show you the door
just cos she wants it don’t make her a whore
THIS SONG IS 1oO% DEDICATED TO J LO. IT’S BASICALLY A COVER OF “MY LOVE DON’T COST A THING” EXCEPT I’VE CHANGED THE LYRICS AND ALSO THE WAY EVERYTHING SOUNDS.
BUT IT HAS THE SAME MESSAGE:
J LO IS SAYING: DEAR LOVER, MR. P DIDDY. IN CASE U DIDN’T KNOW I’M ACTUALLY DOING QUITE WELL MYSELF AND I DON’T NEED UR FINANCIAL HELP TY VERY MUCH. HOWEVER, I CANNOT BONE MYSELF, SO PLS HOP TO IT. X O X O, J LO.
~i don’t want ur dollas hunni, pls bby don’t give me that money
i don’t care about credit cards, i just want u hard.
touchmetouchmetouchmetouchme, put down ur wallet.
take ur hands out of ur pocket.
touchmetouchmetouchmetouchme, hands down my dress.
i don’t want money i just want a caress.
i can’t wear gold, my skin is too pale.
read my body like it’s covered in braille.
don’t buy me shoes, i can’t walk in heels.
just take ur clothes off, let’s seal the deal~