ChaotiMusic.com 008 – I Am Chaotica
A nice little tune in 6/8 time, which was interesting because Garageband doesn’t come with any loops that aren’t in 4/4 time. I wrote the drums on the train one day, and wrote and recorded the main musical bits the next day. The day after I decided to change everything around, dropping one section, switching the order of the sections. The music itself was in an interesting key – E Roumanian Minor – that I found on some music theory site (if anyone actually knows where and when this scale originated and any famous uses of it, please let me know).
Then came the lyrical goodness, and I decided to make the song a story, because the key and time signature had a real traditional folk kind of feel. Of course, in my story the song is sung by the victor, and the victor is from the evil side. I also pulled out some ye olde english words to give it that travelling bard kind of feel. Yes, the vocals are all me, and there is no pitch shifting involved – I really can hit those high notes in the chorus.
Questions, comments, feedback and offers to take the real life sorceress role in the comments section – or via my email.
Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Won’t you sit down
Let me spin you a tale
Of fearless adventurers
On a quest to assailA fortress of darkness
Wherein there resides
A reprobate knave
Wickedness bonafideThe diversified posse
Has many a skill
To battle the minions
And vanquish evilA paladin leads them
The berserker just fights
The sorceress’ brings magic
The rogue’s out of sightChorus:
Darkness
Blood I will taste
Good I will waste
Desires DebasedDarkness
Blood he will taste
Good he will waste
Desires debasedEvil
Like the morning star
Like the Marquis de Sade
I am ChaoticaEvil
Like the morning star
Like the Marquis de Sade
He is ChaoticaVerse 2:
They see in the distance
The castle they seek
But the host that is guarding
Is the inverse of weakThe sorceress concocts
A cunning old plot
To sneak in the back way
So they won’t get caughtThe passage is covert
They avoid the blockade
But the exit is guarded
It’s an ambuscadeThe lady of magic
Is a mistress of him
So she kisses their quarry
As the slaughter beginsChorus


