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Office Block Cyborg
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Spacey Industrial Metal. Kind of.
space rock hawkwind heavy rock synth rock
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Heavy Space Rock, a bit progressive possibly in places.
This was a project I recorded in 1999-2000, expecting (and indeed achieving) no financial gain, fame or success. It sold a fabulous 9 copies on dear old mp3.com. Ah, the joys of last century technology- Cubase VST creaking along and crashing frequently on a steam driven 300MHz Pentium II... We won't see those days again. Thank God. The original intent was a kind of metallised space rock, kind of a metallised Hawkwind. I modelled the vocals very poorly indeed on those of Martin Walkyier (then of Skyclad), largely because I can't sing to save my life. What I learned was that I can't bark convincingly either. Also, strangely, despite the hundreds of hours I spent recording and tweaking these songs I was reluctant to lay down vocal tracks, and on more than one occasion I just left the guide vocal on the finished masterpieces. Which was just plain silly. Other memories that leap unbidden include the hopeless quest to make an AWE32 kick drum poke through the mix, and the frustration caused by the fact that, having had most of my gear stolen some time before, all I had to work with was a guitar, a microphone, and whatever the poor struggling PC could come up with (and thanks to Steve Watson for the loan of his keyboard, his compressor/limiter, his outboard reverb, his ears and his considerable patience). So anyway, here it is, in all of its naked glory. Be kind. It was only for fun.
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#851 in subgenre Peak #2
Charts
Peak #252
Author
Ian Bland
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Bland
Uploaded
August 22, 2004
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Office Block Cyborg is a frankly rather unfair rant about people who work in offices, but OTOH is one of my more successful recordings I think, perhaps because I kept things quite simple. Plus, it has a memorable and quite enjoyable shout-along refrain. Also, it has a line about "nowheresville dot com" which at the time seemed terribly futuristic and with-it, but just a few short years later has "naff" stamped all over it, which just goes to show what a rubbish place to live the future really is. The production highlight here is the twinned differentially pitch-shifted vocals in the middle 8 section; they're overproduction-tastic!
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Office block cyborg made of steel and glass, You draw your power from your leader's a*se, Office block cyborg your heart is lead, Your mind still functions but your brain is dead, You've got to fight, fight, fight for life, Office block cyborg got to keep well oiled, You wake each morning and your spreadsheet's soiled, Office block cyborg your design is flawed, You'll die without your ethernet umbilical cord, You've got to fight, fight, fight for life, Consumed by your machinery you've forgotten where you're from, Your URL points straight to hell it's nowheresville.com. You haven't got a vision but you think you've got a plan, To strive towards perfection as the cybernetic man, Office block cyborg your dreams are dust, Your steel that gleamed is turning fast to rust, Office block cyborg your servos whine, As your replacement rolls off the production line, You've got to fight, fight, fight for life,
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