Dust

Kids, read the books they make you read in school. Even if you think it's boring or not your cup of tea, read on. Scot suggested that this week's song should be written about a serial killer. I liked the idea, and initially had every intention of doing just that. Upon hearing the music I decided to take a less literal approach to the notion of "killer". Something about the music conjured imagery from the novel The Grapes of Wrath. I decided not to cast a human as the killer, but rather something much more allusive like The Great Depression, despair, cruelty, neglect, human suffering and hardship. Something that could sweep or creep in and destroy anything in it's path. Having said this, having written this song, I can honestly say that I HATED being forced to read The Grapes of Wrath, but am so glad I did. You should know that every stitch of information you take into your mind shapes it in ways you won't know or understand until that moment when you just do.

Only two songs remain unwritten! I find myself having to keep pen and paper handy because the final song has been playing peekaboo with me.



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But, Mother

I've learned something about country music.  A good country song writes itself. When composing one, your only job is to sit back and let it come out. A heavy hand will always fail.  You've got to think of yourself as one of those women who doesn't even know she's pregnant until the baby comes screaming out of her. When it's all done, you'll marvel at how simple yet perfect it is, and that's country folks.

The title of this week's song might confuse some, but we just plain like it. This song actually goes out to a very special listener with the hopes that his Mother will sing it to him whilst wiping away his tears. We also have a sneaking suspicion that our own Mothers will be fans of this one.

And now, for the first time in Week Hits history, we bring you photos from the recording session. Everything feels so final, only three songs to go!



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"Are you even singing notes Ann?"

Sometimes I blame the mic for my vocal shortcomings

Déjà vu

I don't know if it was the extreme heat coupled with my car's lack of AC, but I experienced déjà vu twice this past week. Both occurrances revolved around the band Aerosmith. I decided that déjà vu is totally something that Steven Tyler would sing a song about. His lyrics are filled with talk of devil women, dice rolls and AWESOMENESS. Now that this week's song is done, we're going to pop The Making of Pump into the DVD player to wrap up our Aerosmith infused week.

Only four songs remain! I think we're feeling kinda country....



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Grampy's Got Some Wizdum 4U

Did you know that the elderly are Luv Club's target audience? We ache and long for their wisdom. This song marks a turning point in Luv Club's music. It's hard for me to even compose this post through all of the tears and heartache, but I must inform you all that one of our founding members, Doctor Gramp Monologue Man, has given up the music game and moved south. As is the problem with any band of substantial size, it can be hard to keep everyone together in the same place. We know that due to subject matter, it has always been of the utmost importance that the identities of Luv Club members be kept a secret. This makes it hard for our listeners to wrap their heads around just who or what Luv Club is, but I can tell you this much, Luv Club is the dream that never dies, the obsession of the moment, the friend group that causes a sensation, the elephant in the room, the kids who won't shut up, that hot piece of tail that will eventually break your heart and the reason pop music was invented. Soon, however, there won't be enough members of Luv Club left and Lincoln's best kept secret will fade into the past, but not before we lay as many explicitly hot jams on you as time and The ProDOUCHer will allow.



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