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Livin' in the Future

MP3: Livin' in the Future 6.0 MB, 3:34

Credits

Background Vocals: Erin Blood
Everything Else: Bruce Blood


Produced, engineered, mixed & mastered by Bruce Blood at RMC Recording

Music & Lyrics: Bruce Blood

Notes

   In 1985 I was working the stage door at the Seattle Repertory Theater. One of my jobs was to lock the building down after making sure everyone had gone home. Part of my nightly tour required me to edge across the cat-walk from one side of the stage to the other. Truth is, I've never been too comfortable with heights, so I always approached this particular duty with more than a little trepidation. One night I got to wondering why and realized that it wasn't the altitude, but the fact that a tiny but undeniable part of me wanted to jump!

   As for the recording, this is my first experiment in true DIY mode. Erin layered on the female vocals, and the kick and snare hits are sampled, but all other sounds were created and looped layer upon layer by your humble digital servant.

Lyrics

You're LIVIN' IN THE FUTURE, you're not here in the now.
That's what my baby say, but I don't mind.
'Cause who can tell the future? It's all guessin' anyhow.
So I expect the best, 'most all the time.
But now and the darkness overcomes me.
And trepidation's knawin' at my sooul.
It's like I'm standing at the edge of a lonely canyon,
And I can hear the river rushin' far below.
And it's not the heights that scare me, as my heart starts to pump.
It's the river voices daring me, I'm afraid,
I might jump!

So now, I'm livin' in the city, and I go to work each day.
And every other week, I collect my pay.
I ain't askin' for no pity. I don't mind it anyway.
And if I did you know I wouldn't stay.
But now and the darkness overcomes me.
And trepidation's knawin' at my soul.
It's like I'm standing at the edge of the concrete canyon,
And I can see the people rushin' by below.
And it's not the heights that scare me, as my heart starts to pump.
It's the traffic noises daring me, I'm afraid,
I might jump!

So I'll live in the future, and I'll endure the now.
And I'll hope for the better day to come.
'Cause one thing 'bout the future. It'll find you anyhow,
So I'll keep marchin' to my private drum,
If I don't jump! 'Cause I might jump!