Solo

When I would write or play something a bit too avant garde (i.e. shit) with my band, the standard joke was that it was "one for the Bradshaw solo album". After more than four years of concentrating on producing stuff for the band, and given that it's hard to do much with a band that's spread across four different and non-adjacent counties, I've decided it's time to see what happens if I don't listen to anyone else - I'm making a solo album.
So far, it's not radio-friendly. The first track consists mostly of me strumming the nastiest-sounding chord I could find on a distorted bass guitar, augmented by a frantic drum machine and some deeply silly guitar work. I guess you could describe it as a funk-flavoured one-note-samba on crack. I haven't written the lyrics yet but the vocals are expected to be shouty, melodramatic, distorted and deliberately tuneless (the second of two vocal styles in my repertoire, the first being "accidentally tuneless").
I've also started on what is anticipated to be track three, the obligatory, ambitious, mildly epic six-minuter that eases the listener into the album proper after the two opening bangers. So far it's just swell guitar and a beat - I've reached the "orchestral breakdown" but can't be arsed to write it. The interesting thing about this album so far is that, if I keep going at this pace (which I won't, but anyway), I'll have easily finished the whole thing within three weeks. Don't watch this space.