Songs From 2002The Frankie Miller ProjectIn 2001 I started working with Cormac O'Kane. He became a coordinator for the Frankie Miller Project (Wiki info) and invited me to be a part of it. This meant having two of my songs produced by Grammy award winning producers (Peter Henderson and Alistair McMillan) and having my songs put on a showcase CD. The rest is history... I am still a songwriter of nil repute, however I continue to be driven to share my suffering with the rest of the world. A problem shared is, as I often demonstrate, a problem doubled. Needless to say the experience was a good one, and with two well produced songs and an almost finished video I feel honoured to have been part of the project and my thanks goes out to all those involved especially Cormac O'Kane, and Denise Boyle for introducing Cormac and I in the first place.
To see the lyrics click on the links below Declans mix of come home and the instrumental version of Declan's version Gritty Video
Original - recorded as it was made up -. This is a fast feel good pop song with lyrics about being left behind in the real world while one's partner gets absorbed in to the virtual one. Story Behind the Song I wrote this song after spending too much time playing a computer game called "Unreal Tournament" online, also one of my girlfriends had called herself a Cubase Widow, (Cubase is a program for writing music using a computer). I was struck too by the way in which we see computers as a hi tech device for giving satisfaction to our more base tendencies, (sex and violence), and how it can also be used in our search for romantic illusions, such as romantic relationships on the web. I had heard of a few marriages coming to a sticky end as a result of one of the partners surfing off with someone else. When we wrote this song Cormac had come over and we were ploughing through song ideas. Normally we'd get 10 ideas down per day and "Come Home" was just 1 of 10 that day. The way we worked was to leave the microphone on and the recorder running continually so that what ever happened got captured. Cormac would play a tune and I would ad lib in to the mic. Almost all of the words to come home (except the last verse) were written there and then. From that point the song was taken by several producers and finally the one by Alistair McMillan (He who has produced Enya, U2, and Mark Knopfler) was chosen. Come Home Lyrics by Simon Smith (c)2000 London I've walked down the computer game roads Of your mind, In the darkness of night I've Crept up behind, And grabbed you round the waist and said, "Come back now in to our bed" "Leave those monsters to fight alone now darlin' " "Come back home my darling." I've walked down the corridors of your mind Why do you want to leave your life behind? I've walked down the computer game roads of your mind, In the darkness of night I felt you leave me behind, From the wasted cities of the web Come back now into our bed Without your heart its not a home my darling Please come home darling I walked down the corridors of your mind Why do want to leave your life behind Oh Baby come home now Take the modem from the phone now Please come home my love If you don't care then I don't mind I walked down the corridors of your mind Watched you flying on the line I walked down the corridors of your mind Why do you want to leave your life behind? Hey girl watched you flying on the line watched you flying on the line Please come home my love Please come home my love
Much of this song was produced during The Frankie Miller Songwriting Project. Credits: Words and vocal melody Simon Smith, Music Cormac O'Kane, Production Alistair McMillan, Backing Vocals Brendan Guyatt, Lorraine Edwards and Denise Wint, Guitars Cormac O'Kane and Alistair McMillan, Bass and keyboards Cormac O'Cane ***
GRITTYThe Story Behind the SongIt's about how relationships go through problems and how during these times we often say what we don't really want to say. It's also about the fear that often sits in the background of our relationships and the desire to be known both in our good and bad guises.
I was lying on the road I was pleading don't you leave me I was lying beside you Love it's a dark time I was walking a long road CreditsCopyright Simon Smith London 14 August 1995 ***
( Original Version ) I wrote this about my sons, when I wrote it I'd just seen them on a scan. COPYRIGHT SIMON SMITH. LONDON. 16 JUNE 94 The first time I saw you baby You were stretched across
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