Imagine a big musical number. Now remove all of the instruments and professional singers, keeping only a piano and Chris. Now make sure that the piano playing is sloppy and that Chris has a sore throat, and that he started recording this with no idea where it was going, and was slightly drunk. Ok, go: Song Discussion CHRIS: Yeah, I hated recording this song. First I did the piano part and finished it all off before I had any ideas for lyrics or even melody. And it was inflexible because of the tempo changes which I'd already programmed into the recording software and didn't want to change. Then I started in on the vocals but my computer was being a real jerk, so it would only let me record a phrase or two at a time. That's pretty challenging with a song like this... you want to get into the mood and lose yourself in the vocal performance, but every few phrases you have to bend over and hit "record" again and start singing where you left off. And my throat was sore and my voice was getting weaker with every take. And I thought I'd be able to quantize the piano part but there were too many triplets so that wasn't working either. Anyway, given all that I thought I'd hate this but I end up liking it. I wish it had more voices and built with more instrumentation like strings and maybe some big booming drums. I like big booming drums. But that's why they don't call it 52 amazingly polished studio recordings project. Lyrics The difference is I love you The difference is I miss you The different part of me Would have played this different So I could make you feel that That I’m sorry But it’s too late to celebrate You’re calling out my weakness The thing that’s come between us Dangling in the dark You see through me, I plead “stay” You use emotive x-ray We can’t get out of park It’s too late to celebrate I’d love to see you on your own you I love to tell you that I told you I’d love to love you if I could But you had it and you lost it Had your chance but never fought it I’d love to love you if I could You called out my weakness I think that’s just what I need it’s What I’d never find again Now I realize what’s between us What I stand to lose I see it’s What I’d never find again It’s too late to celebrate Credits Words and Music: Chris Tindal Chris Tindal: Piano and vocals Steve Salt: I think your last song sounded like MGMT