Took a 2012 recording of a brass quintet, EQ'd it to sound lo-fi, and added a white noise and vinyl scratch track to increase authenticity. 

Brass 1920s Mix

Thursday 04:14 PM

Bread Love, Bread War

creative project final/I Weesh I Was a Feesh

Fall

Lyrics: 

My mother Mary
Fell down today
She plays the clown
Laughs it off,
"Boy, I'm okay"
And she picks up her cane
Starts to walk off the decay
When I see myself in her eyes
Where the words will remain

You gotta run from the sun
You gotta race for the mountain

A short lifetime later
Mama's laying with a raised leg
A casualty from the burn,
But it don't get to her head
I said you gotta find a new line of work
You gotta chase the day on instead
But one good look at the cast
Made me reconsider what she'd said

You gotta run from the sun
You gotta run for the mountain

I gotta hide, but I gotta drive
I'm gonna make it outside

Whenever asked how scared she got
She'd pick up her gun
Point up to big blue and say
"He's the yellow one"

Run from the Sun (demo)

Film trailer demo

They came in with their moving trucks
Ignored all my what the fucks
While my friends all gathered round to see

All to catch their favorite slob
Too stressed to get a steady job
Grab the kids some popcorn, no, none for me

I don't need electricity
I just need you to be nice

Tornado Jim came knockin'
You can tell he'd been drinkin'
But it takes a bit for a guy to see

He threw my stuff on the floor
I swear, I almost made the door
Before that storm came and hit me

I don't need electricity
I just need you to be nice

Sheamus O'Socrates