Generator

Cold Day In The Sun

L.A, 2005

While most of the materials are here, we start to record songs at this unfinished studio which caused us to do every shit that we can to speed up the process. My favorite part of it is actually doing acoustic and hard rock back and forth. I'm glad we decided to make a double album which kinda exciting. There are several songs that I keep on my computer that ended up here. One of them is Friend of A Friend. I still remember how I play that song for Aubrey, the first time I met her. So to do that song again, to be recorded, is kinda emotional to me. I can hear it soon as I finish the track. It's beautiful.

"Hey Dave! About the music that I told you yesterday, the one that I did about 3 years ago..." Taylor came to me right after nailing some stuff on the wall. "Yeah? You agree to put it on record?"
"Yes. You can use it."
"Use it? Are you kidding? I think you should sing on it man! I'll play the drum. And forget about what I said to make it electric. Make it acoustic!"
"Wait, what? I thought you'll do what you usually did. I can't..."
"Oh come on. We need a track that can be my resting time...you know, so I can cheat and not singing all the time." I blink one of my eyes to him. "I... I'll think about it."
"Great! Just write what's on your head tonight. It'll work. Usually. Haha." Taylor looks at me, smiling. "Thanks, Dave. I think I know what I'll put on it."
"Bring your lyrics tomorrow! We'll record it." I shout to him before he leave the studio behind, leaving me alone as I go get my drum and try to remember what it sounds like.

It's actually feels great. You know, I always love to play the drum, so this particular song will be interesting.

Soon after I play some beat, I noticed something. This will sounds better if it has tambourine. I go get one and try to fill in the sound with my playing.

I know that this song is important for Taylor, seems like this is one thing that makes him happy especially after what happened to him. Aubrey left him, and she doesn't even want him to meet her again. It affected him, well both of us. But since he met Alison, he doesn't want to talk about Aubrey again. Guess he really needs a way to wash away that pain. And I'm glad he found her, seems like they'll expecting to marry on this year also. The band also already met her and both Nate or Chris told me that they see a perfect companion for Taylor in her.

When I'm thinking about Taylor and Alison, I got a call from Jordyn. "Hey honey."
"Dave. Can you.. make a time for us tomorrow? Like a dinner?"
Honestly it's kinda odd that she asks me for a dinner with a nervous tone. "Are you okay?"
"I'm good. I just think we need to talk."
"Oh, okay. I'll make a time. I get a recording tommorow so, how about a dinner around here?"
"Sounds good. 7.30 is okay?"
"7.30 will be great. See you tomorrow. Love you."
"Love you too. Good night Dave."

New York, 2009

"See? My kid doesn't give a shit about her dad being a rock star. I don't know about Harper, I mean she was just born, but I consider about having 2 daughters with the same manner. I like it." I show Taylor a video of Violet when she asks me to make a milkshake in the middle of  my demo recording. "That's so cute. She's absolutely have the beauty of her mom." He mocks me with a smirks and shit. "Oh, well, how about me?"
"Oh, Dave. Look at you. That nose, that neck, I'm glad she didn't get that from you."
"You're a very mean asshole." He just laugh and slap my back. "I'm just being honest. Hahaha."
"Yeah sure."

"Oh, Dave. I almost forget this, but.. I met Butch Vig yesterday."
"And?"
"We talked, I mean, just a casual one. But it makes me have this idea.." He looks like screaming a light bulb on his head and I see it. "What idea?"
"What if....we get him to produce our next album? I think it will be great."
"Umm... Since you say that, I did think the same way like months ago. I kinda like the idea."

L.A, 2005

"Okay, you promised me some lyrics Tay." I enter the studio with  a smile from ear to ear, seeing Taylor writing something on the table. "I know. Just give me some minutes and it's done." I can see some scratches and words on that one piece of paper. Soon after he finished, he gives the paper to me. "Right, let me see it."

I take the paper and go to my corner chair. I look at those words and jump into a conclusion. "Are you writing about Aubrey?"
"Is it really obvious?"
"It's fucking there. You sure about this? I mean.."
"I know.. I've been avoiding this topic for more than a year. And since I have Alison now, I think it's for the best to let it all out and then move on."
"Well, if you say so..  now let's try to do that once and then we go straight to recording."

I sit behind my drum and give Taylor my acoustic guitar, I love the melody that he showed me days ago so I hope he can pull that out again. "Just play it like the last time Hawkins."
"Okay."

So he starts doing some melody for awhile, and then when I feel it's the time to do the drum, I hit it. Then his vocal catch up. I like the way this song is built and I suddenly find a right backing vocal out of nowhere. "Damn! That sounds good." Taylor stops for awhile and laugh. "I didn't expect that Dave. It's really good. Can we just cut these and go straight to recording?"
"Hahaha, well... You think so?"
"Absolutely! I think we play enough to know what this song will be."

So we record things here and there to complete the song. I didn't realize it's almost 7.30 and I have a dinner with Jordyn. "Oh shit!"
"What?"
"I have to go! I have a dinner with my wife."
"Oh, okay. Just go. I got this."

I run outside and get a cab, the restaurant isn't that far but I don't wanna spend my time to find a space at parking lot. Soon as I arrive, I run inside and try to find where's the table. I look here and there then finally able to spot her. She waves at me and I walk to her, still catching my breath. "I'm so sorry I'm late." I take a seat and she smiles to me. "That's okay. I have much times."
"Okay.. so, you wanna talk to me? You wanna do that before or after food?"
"I think before would be better."
"Alright, I'm listening."
"Dave, what do you think about having a child?"