Work In Progress - Album

There Are Two Artists Named Last Legs 1. Dušan Rebolj And Borut Praper The Two Halves Of The Author/producer Duo Tentatively Named Last Legs Meet In 2002 Via An Internet Forum Of Jaded Neurotics And Semi- To Full-Fledged Alcoholics Who Occasionally Attempt To Pass Themselves Off As Film Translators. At Some Point This Merry Group Decide To Have A Party And Actually Meet Rather Than Merely Exchange Dubious Advice And Insult Each Other Through Email. Our Heroes Along With Borut's Significant Other Monika Fritz Spend An Afternoon And An Evening Sitting On A Balcony Imbibing Mythic Amounts Of Alcohol Discussing Their Dislike Of Almost Everything And Their Shared Irrational Fear Of Werewolves. The Event Concludes With An Impromptu Jam-Session Which Consists Of Dušan Banging Out The Basic Four Chords On An Acoustic Guitar Shrieking Obscenely Out-Of-Tune Renditions Of Sad Irish Folk Songs While Borut An Accomplished Drummer When In Control Of His Faculties Does His Declining Best To Accompany Him On A Darbuka. The First Seeds Of Last Legs Are Sown. Cut To Three Years Later. Borut Proposes An Idea To Dušan. Would He Like To Write English Lyrics To Some Of The Songs By SUR Borut’s Ongoing Music Project? Dušan Gives It A Try And The Results Are Promising. He Takes Lahko Te Cutim I Can Feel You A Sensual Love Ballad About A Gal Yearning For A Guy And Twists It Into A Paranoid Tale Of Religious Insanity And Murder Called Sleepwalkers. Ne Premorem Besed Speechless A Sensual Love Ballad About A Gal Yearning For A Guy Becomes The Hive A Collection Of Anguished Reflections From A Person Feeling Incarcerated By Their Nearest And Dearest. It’s Not That Dušan Is Not Interested In Gals Yearning For Guys It’s Just That In Terms Of Narratives He Finds Other Facets Of The Human Condition More Appealing And Newsworthy. For Some Reason Or Other The Plan To Properly Record These SUR Songs In English Gets Shelved But The Two Recognize The Potential In The Work They’ve Done And Decide To Take It Further. Dušan Who Likes To Think Of Himself As A Composer As Well As A Lyricist – This Is Born Of Necessity Since He Has To Write His Own Melodies To Accommodate His Limited Vocal Range – Starts Playing Some Of His “compositions” Simple Chord Progressions Combined To Form A Naive Verse-Chorus-Verse Structure To Borut Who Constructs Sound Collages Around Them In His Home Recording Studio. The Resulting Songs Are A Way For Borut To Move Away From The Sonically Multi-Layered Rhythmically Complex Endeavor That Is SUR And Expand His Horizons As Producer And Co-Author And A Way For Dušan To Explore His Undying Fascination With The Pop Song Format And Get Some Shit Off His Chest. Also Last Legs Is A Union Of Two Giant Egos Capable Of Cohabitation By A Stroke Of Pure Luck. Both Borut And Dušan Are Utterly Disgusted By The Notion Of Being In A Traditional Band. Whether This Is Just A Result Of Unpleasant Past Experiences Is Irrelevant. They Fully Intend To Drug And Hypnotize Musicians Into Blind Submission When It’s Time To Play The Material Live. Their Intent Is One-Tracked To The Point Of Being Fascist. They Are Only Interested In What Best Serves The Purposes Of A Particular Song. In Other Words THERE’S NOT A MOTHERFUCKER ALIVE WHO WILL EVER BLACKMAIL US INTO GIVING HIM A GUITAR SOLO AGAIN! 2. Sludgy Hardcore From Illinois read less