Spacey intro - conceptualization

The main story evolves from a twenty some odd minute original guitar riff (orchestrated instrumental) called oddly or appropriately enough; "The Long Song", with a short narrative in the 'spacey intro' and a brief chorus, or lyrics at the very end.

When it first started to become apparent that I could not always have twenty plus minutes to jam every time I picked up a guitar, I started writing songs about the seven specific sections or parts. Not long after that I began writing sub-songs and then entirely independent musical musings all together. At present there are sixty eight (but whose counting) some odd complete songs including 'The Long Song' and the 'Seven Love Songs'.

The lyrics to the seven love songs are displayed here to deliver a more in depth presentation of the story. This first poster does not really have a Love Song that goes with it. The opening scene is actually a spoken conversation and narrative and it is more a full blown (spacey) orchestration rather than a guitar riff. There is a song I have been toying with called “Spacey Daze” but the riff is not really pulled from the Long Song even though the words (lyrics) do seem to fit.

Hopefully the bigger picture will become a bit more apparent as you click through the songs. The next step is to have some audio recordings available to convey even more insight into what the bigger picture is all about.

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STARTPART - incubation


	The first time (thinking I thought I knew) I remember the first time thinking I thought I knew The second time I did too The third time it was you And I was right back where I started Turned around one day and thought I saw a face But that was just some other place I was running in another race To get right back where I started And the days go slipping by through an hour glass All the years are instants that just went past They never last They just go past I remember the first time thinking I thought I knew The second time I did too The third time it was you And I was right back where I started Turned around one day got to thinking I thought I knew

The first time (thinking I thought I knew)

Words and music by Andrew S. Mahan
First in a series of seven love songs written and
produced specifically for the film and soundtrack
release of

Indian Summers and Seven Love Songs

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Industriojamm'n - birth of a nation

Ambitious Renditions of Renegade Traditions

The very first thing that a baby hears
Is the lonely sound of its own sweet tears
And the smiling faces gathered there rejoice
Rejoice they rejoice
To this new despair

A child grows on and it carries that sound
Till the day they lay an old body down
Then the lonely cries of the passers by
Is heard by the smile
Of a sound that lasted awhile

Ambitious renditions of renegade traditions
Got seduced while minding the store
Positions decisions to instigate transitions
Got reduced to finding some more
Look at the rest and the way its become
It’s all just a test to prove,
gotta’ do gotta’ be gotta’ show
There is (was) someone

Ambitious Renditions of Renegade Traditions

Words and music by Andrew S. Mahan
Second in a series of seven love songs written and
produced specifically for the film and soundtrack
release of

Indian Summers and Seven Love Songs

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THE DANCE - rythmfication

The Dance (second guessing)

Ah when you dance when you dance
When you dance when you dance when you dance
Ah when you dance when you dance
When you dance when you dance when you dance

Weaving in tapestries of false securities
Losses and gains the cost of the games
Write it all off as insignificance
Just to justify the last defense
And all that blessed innocence
Gets bartered for common sense just to go on and on
Fight for the day we can find the time to
Write what we really say in-behind the lines
Picking up the parts of broken destinies
Ain’t good for nothing but scuffing your knees
So just spin around find another heart and you dance

And you dance dance
And you dance dance
And you dance and you dance and you dance

The Dance (second guessing)

Words and music by Andrew S. Mahan
(This is a completely different second version, the first is just too bleak. The original version is
called “Dancing (when there is nothing left)” and the lyrics snivel on and on in that context.
This offering fits in much better with the overall tone I desire to accomplish.
Third in a series of seven love songs written and produced specifically
for the film and soundtrack release of