To recap: a drum machine, a keyboard, and a wannabe songwriter walk into a bar.
“What’ll it be?”
“The usual. Confusion. Frustration. Elation. Disappointment. Fear.”
“How about a shot of selfishness? While you’re at it.”
“Good call. Line ‘em up.”
“My Cake” is about selfishness. It’s made of a bunch of tracks I recorded using instruments I don’t play. I arranged the beats, keyboards, and vocals in layers and then wrote a couple of quasi-verses and a bridge that currently functions as a coda because this whole thing has been done in the most ad hoc possible fashion and the end was the only place to put it. The bridge/coda sounds completely different from everything else because I recorded it quickly and mindlessly the other day just so I could remember how it went.
Gary Smith helped me make a beginning, patched in the bridge/coda, and made the whole mess more listenable. Think of it as a scratch pad, or an underdeveloped snapshot, or six parts in search of a song.