I started podcasting for my website
www.gitarlo.de
and I realized how much I enjoy doing it so I thought, why not do a podcast on my on music. Part of it is to make myself a little more consistent with the rehearsing even if there aren't many shows scheduled at the moment. So the idea is not to give you a perfect version of the songs but to play them more freely, maybe improvise a little and to play versions of the songs. I'll also talk about them if you are interested in it. It's the raw rehearsal situation so I won't edit anything out. Sorry. You'll get the real me. I think that's also kind of liberating for me. I'll just play as good as I can and if I mess up, I get to mess up. I hope you enjoy it and get someting out of it.
If you do (and even if you don't and hate it), please feel free to get in touch. I'm really happy to hear from you and learn about your experience in music and in life.
And obviously, if you'd like a guitar lesson or do a lesson on songwriting I'm definitely available.
info@gitarlo.com
Arlito discusses his song 'Dear Donny' and his hopes for a more respectful and tolerant society, where people put aside hatred and work towards a common ground and equality.
22 Mar 2024
9. Hiatus
Getting for possibly playing live again. Here's the title song to the Arlito's Way 2018 record.
10 Jun 2023
8. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 8: Weak ones
Some background to the song:
I misspoke in the recording. The title, obviously is not Tired Days (I played that song last episode). It's Weak Ones. We originally recorded the song in the summer of 2000 at my friend Tuomas' parents' place while they were on vacation. A large window overlooking a beautiful yard with lots of tall trees. Wooden floors. It was our then band Hamble Doodle at its best. We played it all live and were stoked on the sound and the recording process. However, I knew next to nothing about recording and did the vocals on a SM58 in our drummer Thilo's attic. The vocals sounded super crappy. And in hindsight I must say the drum sound, despite Thilos flawless playing was too muffled. So I guess this recording will never see the light of day again. But I still draw from the material and still really enjoy playing the songs. This one uses lots of open chords in A-Minor.
Lyrics:
Weak Ones
It started in the humble parts of the weak ones
and the silent duck their heads.
Groundbreaking ways to know to know,
groundbreaking ways to know to do.
Silence blowing for noone,
wishers will be wishing to their ends,
dreamers will remain dreaming,
no improved perception in my hands.
Nobody there to be down with
noone to feel secure.
What else?
Please find my music on Spotify and all other streaming platforms by looking for Arlo Everling, Arlito's Way or Carlsten Powernap, which is the project I am doing with my friend Carsten Tabel.
Check out what I found in the drawer (https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/1So334Rko17fZrU3B1HxWs?si=_wdcSkuzSGO_zqtpLQAekA), my latest release of old songs on Spotify
Tiny songs (https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/2UVT0HRvHK1XhT2e2Q4mrf?si=31k86b47RHGaTCzWKtiEhQ) by Carlsten Powernap on Spotify.
Tiny songs (https://carlstenpowernap.bandcamp.com/album/tiny-songs) on bandcamp.
And of course, feel free to get in touch by visiting my website (https://gitarlo.com/) or shooting me an email. I'm more than happy about any type of feedback or correspondence.
1 Jun 2023
7. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 7: Tired Days
Reminisence of my fathers place at the time. It brings back lots of emotions and memories. I was never too happy with the lyrics which is why I hadn't played it in years but that night it was there. Interesting how musical memory works.
14 May 2023
6. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 6: Freak Feathers
I recorded freak feathers at Hilmar Pauly's small studio in Gießen. He was using a terrific Neumann mic (sorry I can't remember models or anything but he told me it was an original from previous eras) and he recorded on tape which I had always wanted to try to see if it really does sounds warmer. He was really nice and gave me the confidence to successfully record a bunch of songs. When researching his name I found out that he passed away in 2019 so R.I.P. Hilmar and thanks so much. A little side note: Hilmar invented the Pauly Pop filter which apparently is a high end version of the thing and is sold worldwide and the company is still up and running.
Hope you enjoy the podcast and the song. Please feel free to get in touch.
2 Mar 2023
5. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 5: Memory Laundering Machine
I wrote this one a while back in my old apartment on an eight track. It was all improvised and I used drum machines and other instruments. Over the years it has become what I played here. It's one of my dearest songs because it is such a time travel experience going back to my childhood and my youth.
Lyrics:
Memory laundering machine
Buggies and butterflies
who hears the silent sighs?
hightech cribs and fancy sips
sat at my spot at my favorite bar
waitin' for you to show up
and did you show up?
I guess you didn’t because I didn’t see you
the window was so steamy I couldn’t even see through
it was special you know like when anything matters
and soon all my dreams lay there defenseless and shattered
and the bartender minded her own business
and though she didn’t speak she asked me
what the fuck is this?
I kept flipping through my phone and
thumbing through my memories
ate a tuna sandwich that I took for a ham and cheese
and the rusty pieces we jammed over garden fences
into concrete driveways vandalist romances
trashcans thundering through the darkness
slicing the night and although it seemed harmless
I barfed red wine that looked just like rotten blood
you asked me if I was ok and all I did was nod
you lived above a gunshop that sold hunter’s equipment
the dark red doorway was now soaked in the scent
of red whine and vomit and I could only hum it
this was no summit your room was badly lit
I plugged into the memory laundering machine
because I knew you were gone and would not come back
at a thrift store I found a turtle
and I bought it for next to nothing
I fed it sage and myrtle
and I kept it in a glass cage
despite the fact that this turtle was cheap
its intellect was gonna put you to sleep
it also helped me to balance my pace
so now I just slip slower through the daily rat race
it’s a mad chase but we move to the slow lane
making room for the idiots and their clogged veins
we used to have a cock outside in the barn
it acted like a cop and did a lot of harm
so one fine day all the chicken united
they could no longer take it and were ready to fight it
we found the corpse on an easter egg hunt
my sister threw right up but I was too stunned
I was afraid of toyguns and afraid of your parents
avoided eye contact and never left the clearance
my sister had to pull the trigger in the snow
so she became the central figure and ran the show
she was wearing sandals and her night gown
hiding behind the kitchen window I was just a clown
I wanted this shot so bad so I was glad when she fired the gun
but it drove her mad she could not react nor protect me from the sun
I plugged into the memory laundering machine
because I knew you were gone and would not come back
23 Feb 2023
4. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 4: Tab in my side4.
In a way the song reflects what was on my mind at that time: Skateboarding / joy and inner turmoil / hardship.I sat at my mother's piano one summer and realized I could combine Fmaj7 and Am7 bueatifully using the same finger positions on the keyboard (I know next to nothing about playing the piano but I'll dabble). Also there was a lot of influence from the days that I played Neil Young songs with my father. Those left an impact that will last forever. I once played in an indie band and the singer Louisa always liked the song which is why I am dedicating it to her. Hope you're doing great!
LYRICS:
Latenight chocolate chip
on hometurf I roll till I trip
a sea of irony
with concluding little dots
a hot shot on the early sky of stars
and freedom fighting bots
stories of friends lie at hand
the individual lie a repeating
morning cool hands cry for help
but cannot lower the beating
Is there a tab in my side
that just pumps me empty
or a fox in your hair
that humps your granny
I mean tranny
you're the one
most beautiful
and I keep all the acts
packed in tries
(found the third verse on youtube of all places)
slap the crap out of meaningful eyes
go home in the oven there's plenty french fries
those eyes, eyes got me so struck
sighing burp in the fridge I find ketchup
If you'd like to see an old live performance go to:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gv_lXa-OdOsf
16 Feb 2023
3. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 3: Puke Machine
A lot happened on that trip. I met Lance Mountain at YMCA Skatecamp at Lake Sequoia. Colt Cannon was a counselor there too, super nice. My favorite skateboarder of all time, Corey Ryan (Have you seen him?) was also a camper there. Late at night, before heading back to Frankfurt I met Cairo Foster at Union Square and was blown away by his energy and consistency. He was doing high speed backside noseblunt slides whiles the rest was hanging out. It was pretty dark too. I couldn't do anything, not even a noseslide and was star struck when he shook my hand and greeted me.
The next day I was wandering around on my own and I wrote puke machine.
Lyrics:
Boy, my butt is a wreck
wounded from all the sitting
but my legs are too tired
to carry my body around any more.
What is this smell?
All the noises.
My nose and ears can't seriously
take no more.
Fall in love a dozen times.
These stars they shine.
Hardly impressed by exhaustion.
I never do...
Enormous clouds,
weightless above the ground
us floating through
goalless, mindless, brainless.
The body is just a transporting good
a machine to bring us to our place.
Although we don't know
we get there finally.
Seems kinda magical.
Fall in love a dozen times.
These stars they shine.
Hardly impressed by exhaustion.
I never do...
Stare at me
but act as
if you would not
as soon as
I answer
your staring.
9 Feb 2023
2. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 2: My nightmares
Hope you enjoy my podcast. Please feel free to recommend it to others and get in touch and visit my website:
www.gitarlo.com
or shoot me an email
info@gitarlo.com
The song is in a-minor. The main melody is a, G, F, E it's been inspired by "Skatepunk" bands I liked at the time. I knew nothing about music theory but I enjoyed playing the main theme. The switch to A major in the chorus was new to me as I had always played the song using powerchords.
Lyrics:
I won't just listen
to what you're telling me
about the things you hear and read
I'm more interested in my own mind
and my own problems
there are things in my head
sometimes I wish I was dead
my brain's in a casket
feat and emptiness flooded in my mind
something broken behind
And I wonder why I can't sleep at night
I have to fight with my nightmares
Almost everyday
I get down to pray
in my church of misery yeah
my only peaceful place
I like to be alone
I like to be alone and read
the sun comes through red broken window glass
and it gets warm inside
And I wonder why I can't sleep at night
I have to fight with my nightmares
30 Jan 2023
1. Arlito's Way Podcast Episode 1: Deep Down Below
Hope you enjoy my podcast. Please feel free to recommend it to others and get in touch and visit my website:
info@gitarlo.com
The song is in e-minor. The main melody is G, F#, E, D it's been inspired by Karate's This Day Next Year. I really loved and still love the album Unvsolved a lot. It's one of my favorites actually.
I played the song as a three part in a poetry performance Honeymoon Fishing Regatta, I did in 2001 at Juz Bad Nauheim. I think I'll play the others soon, it's been a while.
Lyrics:
Where I'd be with the world I leave behind
Where I'd be and a secret spot in time
Where I'd be trying to stash away my fright
Where I'd be is where I'd be inside
Where I'd be with a thousand points of light
You can't see as I'm shyning through your night
Moon and sea is just right outside that door.
You can't see 'cause you're still asking for more
In your eyes a thousand points of light
In your eyes that just shined away my fright
In your eyes light curtains to the stars
In your eyes I can't believe I asked for more
Deep down below
beneath colors and shades
beyond fellows and mates
far away from self inside
knife right through your heart
no more head up high
no more silly talk
no more weightless walk
surface broken through
ice cracked wind blows hard
sliding, drifting
right back to the start
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