SONG DETAILS
—for Bruce—
Gone too soon
gone to the moon
there may be more
but no one’s sure
both of us, perilous, in this cocoon
one of us, wanderlust, off to the moon
holding hands, making plans, maybe too soon?
maybe no, we’re gonna be off to the moon
gone too soon
gone to the moon
there may be more
but no one’s sure
both of us, perilous, in this cocoon
both of us, wanderlust, off to the moon
holding hands, making plans, maybe too soon?
shouldn’t, cause we gotta be off to the moon
gone too soon
gone to the moon
there may be more…
but no one’s sure about it.
All Words & Music written by Chance
©2015 Upside Down Left Handed Music (BMI)
Gone too soon.
Heard it a million times. Felt it a million more. But does it just have to be just death? What about just everything we do too soon, or worse everything we think we shouldn’t do for fear of failure?
That was the genesis of this song: the fear of going to the moon juxtaposed with loss or failure.
Lyrics came out almost as soon as the riff did. Originally the song was only a minute and 21 seconds long. I was amused by how finished it felt. But I tacked on that choir breakdown, and the final ending which is really just a reprise. Still…it logs in at a hefty 2 minutes and 59 seconds.
Recorded & mixed at Supey Studio
DAW: Pro Tools
i/0: Universal Audio Apollo
Written, recorded and mixed by Chance
Masted by Rob Beaton for meetbeaton.com
Performers:
Chance: Vocals, Guitars, Piano, Organ, Tambourine
Microphones: Vocals: Peluso 2247 LE
Guitars: Fender ’57 Strat, through a Mesa Boogie Mark 3 (w/ Marshall 1960A half stack)
Piano: Yamaha Baby Grand
Brian Levy: Drums
Sebastian Ciceri: Bass
Gerard Marino: Choir sounds
Cool Geekout Notes
Imagine the moment I realize: wait a minute….I have a friend who can make these sounds better!
In comes Gerard Marino, an old and dear friend from High School. He moved to Los Angeles a few years ago, has kids a little older than mine, and just happens to be a fantastic composer for Video games and Film.
So I broached and he said, yea man come on by. Into the wee hours we went in his lovely studio, pulling from sounds that seemed infinite. It’s like sushi: the difference between C and B is probably small, but the different between B & A…holy smokes.
It was the first time I had worked with him since High School. How cool is that.
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