Posted in Jutze 52 | Sunday, March 8th, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #10 – Fugue
This is indeed a fugue! The second and the third voice play pretty much the same melody as the first voice. I had to transpose a couple of notes to make it sound smoother, plus the ending is what it is. And I might have made a mistake at one point. Once I had finished the MIDI version, I thought it would be fun to play the whole thing on guitar and melodica for the video. It wasn’t fun, but the outcome sound rather nice in my opinion.
Posted in Jutze 52 | Sunday, March 1st, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #9 – 32 Jahre
Die untenstehende Aufnahme hat ein anderes Ende als das Video. Geschrieben habe ich das Stück so auf der Gitarre. Den Orgelklängen wollte ich jedoch lieber ein freundliches Ende bereiten.
Alles Gute zum 32. äh 27. Geburtstag!
Dass mir dein Alter gerade nicht auf Anhieb einfiel, ist wohl etwas, das an meinem Sturz lag
Ich bin ja neulich von der Leiter gefallen
Und tat mit dem Kopf auf dem Boden aufprallen
Doch das ist kein Grund, dir nicht zu gratulieren, meine Liebe
Alles Gute wünsche ich dir!
Posted in Jutze 52 | Friday, February 20th, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #8 – Milk
This is a perfect example for songs produced under pressure. I wrote the song last weekend. It’s a little bit absurd. The recording became much more absurd because my external sound card stopped working. I just recorded the vocals in a hotel room in Hamburg, whispering into my laptop’s built-in microphone. Unfortunately (?), I won’t have time to improve the vocals over the next few days, so I’ll just put this tune out there.
Honey, I’m home and I had a hard night
I know I should have called but I’m not feeling all right
A had some tequila and several beers
A bottle of whisky I drank with my peers
Now there is no reason for you to raise hell
Because in an hour or two I won’t be feeling too well
But from tomorrow on I will be a better man
No, I won’t make the same mistakes again So I will drink a glass of milk And if that is not enough I’ll have another glass of milk And I won’t need to pretend I’m tough I will drink a glass of milk And if that is not enough I’ll have another glass of milk And I’ll be home in time, my love
Posted in Jutze 52 | Saturday, February 14th, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #7 – Alone in Space
This is me experimenting with my new travel MIDI keyboard. It’s a filler if you ask me. Not an unpleasant one, mind you. It might provide a short, quiet intermission. I don’t know. The title was attached as an afterthought given the character of the harmony and the science fiction books I recently read. Hopefully I can add a video, soon. Again, it’s not going to be anything fancy.
Zum Glück bin ich nicht Hannes Wader
Zum Glück bin ich nicht Reinhard Mey
Sonst müsste ich jetzt 13 Strophen schreiben
Und die müssten sich auch alle ganz toll reimen
Zum Glück bin ich nicht Bob Dylan
Sonst müsste ich jetzt nuscheln und Harmonika spielen
Zum Glück bin ich nicht Hannes Wader
Zum Glück bin ich Johannes Schult (words and music by Johannes Schult 2015 Creative Commons by-nc 4.0)
Posted in Jutze 52 | Sunday, February 1st, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #5 – Finally Home
From time to time I return to the place where I recorded the “Toilet Song“- as you can see in the video. While I have a bathroom affinity, I’m usually eager to keep my lyrics clean. Sort of. Consequently, “Finally Home” can be considered radio-friendly. Not that they play my songs on the radio. Once I had the idea for this song, it basically wrote itself.
The last ten miles of the ride had been hell
But now I’ve finally arrived
There are many stories I must tell
But first I have to take a dump or else I won’t survive
Finally I can go to the bathroom
Finally I can let the tension go
I was afraid I was gonna burst
But now I can let go
Finally I can go to the bathroom
Finally I can let the tension go
I was afraid I was gonna burst
But now I’m finally home
Posted in Jutze 52 | Saturday, January 24th, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #4 – A Walk in the Wilderness
This instrumental had the working title “Week #4”. Very creative, I know. Even after recording (and filming) the tune it lacked a title. So I forced “A Walk in the Wilderness” upon it. Go figure.
Posted in Jutze 52 | Sunday, January 18th, 2015 | Comments Off on Jutze 52 #3 – 79 Jahre
Eigentlich wollte ich das Lied so simpel aufnehmen, wie ich es im Video spiele. Aber am Ende habe ich dann doch E-Gitarren (gedoppelt), Akustik-Gitarren (gedoppelt), Bass, Rassel und drei Gesangsspuren aufgenommen – immerhin ohne Klick.
Sie war erst 79 Jahre alt
Wenn du weißt, was ich mein’, oho
Und der Blick in ihren Augen ließ mich nicht kalt
Wenn du weißt, was ich mein’, oho
79 Jahre
79 Jahre
Hinter ihrem Panzer waren Gefühle versteckt
Wenn du weißt, was ich mein’, oho
Und schon wenig später haben wir uns abgeschleckt
Wenn du weißt, was ich mein’, oho
79 Jahre
79 Jahre
Schildkrötenliebe
Schiildkrötenliebe
I saw you at the basement show
On a Saturday night two months ago
And now I’m surprised to meet you again
In this record shop I visit every now and then
And I think I should warn you
‘Cause the record you hold in your beautiful hands is crap
Then suddenly you look up at me
Saying this one sucks, pointing at the CD
And you say you’re surprised to see me again
In this record shop in which your romance with rock once began
And you give me a smile, yeah
And I give you a smile in return and I say “Rock on!”
Posted in Jutze 52 | Sunday, January 4th, 2015 | Comments Off on The Song of the Nightingale
Here we go again. It’s 2015 and I’m bringing back my 52-second songs! This one might grow into a proper Manticess song someday. The nightingale is, of course, a great singer who died. I did have one specific in mind while writing the chorus, but it’s probably better you think of whoever comes to your mind. In other news, I’m attempting to make a video for each song.
Suddenly there was silence where there used to be her song
Her feathers had been shimmering and her voice had been so strong Now the nightingale will sing no more
The hand of death has locked her door
Still I know her spirit will prevail
When we sing the song of the nightingale