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| FOR FATHThis song consists of a bunch of memories I shared as a child with my dad (whom we lovingly call "Fath"). I like this song because it's so simple and happy-- it brings back memories of cruising down the highway on sunny days in that red Camaro with the hard-top down, my dad wearing his thick-rimmed Ray-Ban sunglasses, blasting that red tape of Chinese music. So much so, in fact, that I feel I could have written this song twelve years ago. =).
(Happy Father's Day!)
FOR FATH
Words and music by Michael Yee
5-22-2008
We stretched our Bit’O’Honey
Car-heater melted toffee
In a fire-red Chevy Camaro
These days it’s donuts and coffee
Oh how we’ve grown up
Still, I remember pickin’ up that violin
Faking practice when you weren’t in
But still you took us fishin’
And still you got me thinkin’
That many different winds will blow
And we may sail far
But never will we forget your hand
Around ours
So we’ll always remember where we are
Daddy Ferrari
A hundred Animalies
Cool Cat Café
Always cooked you something silly
Though legos aren’t digestible
You never had a stomachache to show
Guitar-chasers, Jitterbug-shakers
Privileged in every way
Oh, any kid in any day would say
“You spoiled brats”
But dare I say
That many different winds will blow
And we may sail far
But never will we forget your hand
Around ours
So we’ll always remember where we are
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| Tens of thousands of my people died yesterday within a handful of minutes.
My Chinese brothers and sisters, do you feel it? Our people have been crushed like Sodom and Gomorrah, and stripped like Nineveh.
Who has known the mind of the LORD?
I hope your heart is as heavy as mine today, to spur you on-- for there is much work to be done. There is something bigger going on in this world than just you or me-- there is a hand and a plan behind all of this.
What are you living for?
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| New Song-- If Life Was A FilmThis one is meant to sound somewhat cinematic, like a bird flying fast over a variety of bright, color-saturated landscapes (or dreamscapes).
IF LIFE WAS A FILM
Words by Michael Yee and Sarah Lee
Music by Michael Yee
1-8-2008
If life was a film, you and I'd fall madly in love
Big city lights, short-lived fights, then scenic change to a
Kiss in the rain, hitched in a day
A big high-rise condo in the
Middle of Manhattan, chocolate and satin sheets
If life was a film I'd be the hero
Speed to your side and vanquish all evil
And if I made a mistake, I could raise my hands, shrug my shoulders and say:
"I'm just an actor! I'm just an actor!"
But life's not a film, it's a place filled with unscripted lines
Where laws of gravity and physics still apply
Can't take imaginary wings into the sky
'Cause hearts that are broken can stay broken for a long time
If this world was a dream, I would never be a second late
Teleport to Africa and sleep in indigo shade
355 always be on time, even clear at 9
Better clear my mind, 'cause crazy things make perfect sense in mine
If this world was a dream, I'd feel no pain
Rapid-fire bullets bounce off my chest,
Walk without a sting through a hornet's nest
Parents live forever, children never die
Husbands never leave and wives never cry
Every house would sleep safe at night
But this world is not a dream, it's a place I must reside
Where problems don't disappear in the blink of an eye
Can't live one life at night, wake up, then turn back time
'Cause hearts that are broken can stay broken for a long time
Only one life, 'twill soon be past
The trumpet blare will sound at last
No replay, all for Judgement Day;
No replay, all for Judgement Day.
© 2007 Michael Yee Duo
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| SOON TO BE IN THE STUDIOSarah and I, the "Michael Yee Duo", are just about set to begin recording our first album, titled "A Tale of Two". The remaining recording equipment will be arriving within the next week.
Currently in the songwriting stage, we have 19 songs finished or almost finished, and 5 songs that aren't quite finished but have considerable potential. We also never know what new ideas will spontaneously pop up in the next few months-- new ones pop up all the time. So that's 24+ songs total that we're hoping to pare down to around 14. And although we have performed a few of these, or at least practiced (or not even), recording will demand a much higher level of precision, thought, arrangement, and selectiveness.
So here we are, ready to begin the next phase of our musical journey together, and there is so much to pray for, and so much to work out, in so many ways. So please pray for us, in these ways:
Please pray for our humility, as it is so easy to boast even when it is God who gives creativity and talents and God who can take it away. May there be no trace of idolatry in this project-- no being or person exalted but only Christ.
Also pray for inspiration, as we are being challenged in new ways-- not only in our songwriting, guitarring, or singing, but also in producing, arranging, and recording at a much higher level than we've ever experienced previously.
Pray for wisdom, as we deal with finances, copyrights, and people.
Pray also for God's provision in finances, recording space, and scheduling.
May The LORD, who gives breath to sing and fingers to move, who in His mercy creates life to sing about and who provides the very words with which to write, be magnified in every part of this project. While not a Christian album, may only Christ shine all the more in every note, as all things are from Him and to Him, and so are only worth sharing for HIS glory.
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| NEW SONG-- "THE UNDERGROUND"This song is an interpretation of the flood in Genesis. Apparently, this one has a somewhat Dylan-esque feel (or so Sarah has said). I think this is one of those songs you really have to hear in order to truly "get". Either way, I must say that I like this one a lot and hope that you will too.
I'm not completely positive that the two bridges fit in terms of continuity and cohesiveness, but they very well may. Let me know what you guys think. For now, I'm considering this one finished. Also not sure on the title yet-- Any suggestions?
THE UNDERGROUND
Words and music by Michael Yee
11-01-2007
Dark skies, all around
Children lost, none to be found
The monsters in their lairs
The crows crowding the air
All sink down, down, down,
And drown
Count the toll, accountable
For hurricanes and tornadoes
Some driving in their cars
Or detained behind bars
All sink down, down, down,
And drown
So plead for the sailors
Asleep in their trailers: "Awake!"
Or speak "Peace" to the waves
Like a leash on the lake:
"Be still! Be still!"
Daughters old, daughters young
In their cribs, newborn sons
Mothers still holding on
Or fathers on the run
All sink down, down, down,
And drown
Hurtling down; the underground
Open your mouth-- won't make a sound
You're strangled by the sea
Anchored by things once sweet
You'll sink down, down, down,
And drown
What if you woke up dead and
Your throat was still plugged and gagged
Your homes left on the other end
Buried 'neath the ocean bed
If it wasn't only in your head
Those stories that you never read
Every single word they said
What if this age-old epithet
Was true?
© 2007 Michael Go Yee
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