Studio happenings, , podcasting, learning, ranting. The House of Imp Studio – JennyK Productions.
Bill here with a quick glimpse into how Icarus Machine do what they do. This track is called “Breeding Scars” .
In the next video, Jenny will attempt to show her side of that very same process. It’s different to be sure.
The D.A.W we work in is Apple Logic Pro X. Bill is in MA, U.S.A, Jordi is in sunny Spain, and jennyK populates the Booth of Doom up here in Ontario, Canada.
JennyK
(Written by Bill Babcock, Jenny K Brennan, Jordi Ribas)
Find Icarus Machine on
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Where do the living go when the guardians take them by the hand? Where do the crow fly?
Were do all the dead ones go? It may well be that the sky can become me. As I become sky.”
Bill Babcock: Guitars, Keyboards, Drum Hackery
Jordi Ribas: Bass
Jenny K Brennan: Vocals, Lyrics, Piano
“This was a song that sort of just…happened. Jenny had this acoustic part she really liked and so she sent a file of the acoustic by itself to Bill and asked what he thought. Bill started playing around with it and the next thing the song was born. Jenny and Bill had been talking a lot about the row of Bird in the story and also in general about the mythology surrounding crows and how that fit into things and the title struck Bill as he started playing with the part Jenny had written and it drove the rest of the song from there.”
Whatever you do you will fall
Whatever you feel I’m not that far away
(I’m not that far away)
(as the crow flies)
(I’m not that far away)
(as the crow flies)
(I’m not that far away)
(as the crow flies)As the crow flies is the long way around
(I’ll meet you on the other side where all the dead crows go)Come make me into sky
Show me all of your scars
Show me where the crow flies
Tell me where the dead ones goCome make me into sky
Drown me in stars
Show me where the crow flies
Take me where the dead goWhen everyone’s a shadow in this land
And every face is carved and stained by pain
(we’re not that far from dead)
(as the crow flies)
(we’re not that far from dead)
(as the crow flies)
(we’re not that far from dead)
(as the crow flies)As the crow flies is the hard way to die
(Always alone)
(let the crops burn make your body learn)
(as the crow flies)
(we’re not that far from deadCome make me into sky
Show me all of your scars
Show me where the crow flies
Tell me where the dead ones goCome make me into sky
Drown me in stars
Show me where the crow flies
Take me where the dead goCome make me into sky
Drown me in stars
Show me where the crow flies
Take me where the dead goWhere do spirits go when there’s no heaven there’s no place to rest your soul
Where do living go when there’s no wanting there’s no need and there’s no goal
Watch out that steel contains your mind and every thought will burrow down ’til they take youCome the Guardian
Take you by the hand
Come the Guardian
Take you by the hand
Come the Guardian
Take you by the hand
Come the Guardian
Take you by the handWhere ever you go your gonna fall your gonna fall
Whomever you love All those that you love will go
(to that place)
(where all the dead ones go)
(go tend your scars go)
(as the crow flies)Come make me into sky
Show me all of your scars
Show me where the crow flies
Tell me where the dead ones goCome make me into sky
Drown me in stars
Show me where the crow flies
Take me – Take me home
Copyright 2016 Icarus Machine
Icarus Machine’s first music video.
Video production Bill Babcock.
From the album This Sundered World.
Find this track at
Icarus Machine on Soundcloud.
(Written by Bill Babcock, Jenny K Brennan, Jordi Ribas)
Don’t forget, don’t forget! The heart, the heart. Ticking clicking whirring. Oh poor me, have to see. See this. Don’t forget, don’t forget.
Bill Babcock: Guitars, Keyboards, Drum Hackery
Jordi Ribas: Bass
Jenny K Brennan: Vocals, Lyrics
“The opening acoustic part is actually part of something Bill wrote years ago and would perform with 2 friends on acoustics for open mic nights in clubs like The Channel in Boston. While trying out different tones from the piezo pickup on his Parker Fly Mojo, he started playing the guitar part and then next thing he knew, he’d decided to record it. The names of songs are always something Bill thinks about early in the writing process since for him, they set the tone. Jenny had just shared an initial draft of the opening pages of the novel with him and ‘Salt From Tears’ struck him after reading.”
Still her heart.
Goodbye Mother, you taught him everything he needs to know and he’s hiding his fears.
It’s a lonely road but there won’t be salt from tears.Gabriel, don’t forget, don’t look back
Gabriel, step by step, step by step.
Gabriel, don’t hold on, she is far away.
Let her have her dream, let her sleep.(Still her heart)
Goodbye Mother, you taught him everything he needs to know about being alone.
He’ll walk a lonely road but there won’t be salt from tears.Close your eyes, there’s nothing left here for you.
Oh Gabriel Go, turn away, let her stay.
(Turn away).
Close your eyes but open wide.
Are you watching the sky, it’s gonna fall, it’s gonna cry.
It’s coming your way, letting you stray no more.(Still your heart)
Goodbye mother, you taught him everything he needs to know about being alone.
It’s a lonely road but it won’t be salt from tears.
Goodbye Mother, you taught him everything he knows from pain to fear.
It’s a lonely road but it won’t be salt from tears.Goodbye Mother, He’ll get right up when he falls.
Goodbye Mother, he won’t cry for you anymore.
Goodbye Mother, He’ll move on if he has to crawl.
Goodbye Mother, he won’t ever cry for you.(Still your heart)
Goodbye Mother, you taught him everything he needs to know and from here.
It’s a lonely road but there won’t be salt from tears.Come on bird, let’s follow the road to see where it goes.
(There won’t be salt from tears.)
Come on bird, let’s tell each other stories and I’ll feed you corn.
(There won’t be salt from tears.)
Come on bird, Let’s follow the road to see where it goes.
(There won’t be salt from tears.)
Come on bird, let’s follow the road to see where it goes.Goodbye Mother, you taught him all he needs to know and from here.
(Still your heart)
Goodbye Mother, you taught him all he knows from pain to fear.
It’s a broken road but there won’t be salt from tears.Come on Bird, let’s follow the road where it goes.
Come on Bird, to the end of the world.
Come on Bird, let’s follow the road where it goes.
Come on Bird, to the end of the world.
Collaborators
JennyK
Jenny Brennan
Jasper Ontario Canada
Creator
sriracha – Bil Babcock – Ma, United States.
Gemini – Nigel Robinson Scotland United Kingdom
kenzoK – Ken Ferretti -italy italy Italy
Billy on the drums, guitar, and mastering. Nigel on bass. Ken on the strings. thanks guys. This was fun.
(I really don’t have time for this so, make it short and wake me up when I’m done. Thanks.)
All the time. What happened to all of the time.
All the tomorrows I had lined up in my mind all turning to yesterdays wasted time.Here we go.
I give you all of my days.
And every night I pay.
And when the morning comes.
Leave me alone.(There’s nothing wrong with me. Honest.)
(Let’s hear it.)And all the love,
(Ah yeah, maybe.)
what happened to all the love.
(Yeah, well.)
All of the fantasies hot to the touch in my mind.
(If you don’t ask, I won’t tell.)
All turning to silliness and naked crying.What do I want?
I’ll tell you what I want.
(Yeah.)
I’ll show you what I need.
And if the morning would come, leave me alone.(Yeah, that too.)
(For fucks sake.)Lock up, close your eyes.
(it’s not getting any better.)
Now now, I’ll find my way.
(Seriously.)
Hold on, there’s still some time.
(Are we done yet?)
Wake me up when I’m wasted.Hold on, I will sleep when I am gone.
Let them gnaw on my old bones.
Wake me up when I’m wasted.
Never mind that.(Let’s just get wasted.)
I’ll tell you all my fears.
I’ll give you all my tears.
If telling drives me insane, leave me alone.(Wanna break something break it good and hard. Good job.
Are we done yet?)Lock up or leave, wake me when I’m done.
Take what you need, wake me when you’re done.
Maybe that’s what I need, wake me when it’s done.(Are we done? We are done.
Pull that plug will ya? Now get the fuck out of here.)
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Produced on Kompoz.com by:
JennyK, BradDunbar, StratCas, GumGuru, and joeyalomar
License Creative Commons Attribution.
Video created by Joey – Thanks man! 🙂
Have you said your goodbyes my friend, cause you have to go tonight.
I can’t really say I’m sorry, cause that would be a lie.Come with me let me tell you.
You’re disease and i am a doctor.
I’m the judge and the jury.
I sentence you to die alone.Have you prayed to the lord my friend; you might need a helping hand,.
You might think he listens to you; but that would be a lie.
You’re the pain I’m the killer.
Got you locked up in my cellar.
Have a pleasant stay.
I’m your fate and destiny.
The game is over and you lose.
Hear the clock how it’s moving.
Tick tick tick.
Squeeze your heart in that rhythm, that’s just how it’s played.
I’m the judge and the jury.
I sentence you to die in vain.Can’t you see what is going on, what’s the point of agony.
Realize that the last you will see is the sight of me.
You’re the pain I’m the killer.
Got you locked up in my cellar; have a pleasant stay.
I’m your fate and destiny.
The game is over and you lose.
Hear the clock how it’s moving. Tick tick tick.
Squeze your heart it’s the ruling. Will it ever stop.
I’m the judge and the jury.
I sentence you to di in vain.