Sometimes I envy genre-specific artists. I mean, if you’re Metallica, you know each song on your next album’s going to have one of three or four drum beats, a lot of distortion, and James Hetfield growling at the end of most of the lines. If you’re Faith Hill, you know you’re going to have steel guitar and fiddles, a few rollicking tunes and a few ballads.
But if you’re me, with genre ADHD and multiple musicality disorder, putting together a cohesive EP is an interesting task. I have 15-20 unrecorded songs, most of which have been played in drastically different styles depending on what band I’m using. Choosing five songs and making them musically relate is commitment that I’m a little afraid of. Thus, I have four songs chosen, and have changed my mind about the fifth several times. It has to be good. It has to be awesome, in fact. I can’t put out anything I don’t love – can’t pull the big label trick of a couple of singles and a lot of filler. It’s a waste of my time and yours.
So hang tight. November’s going to be killer.