I decided to do something a little different. There are two versions of Birth Ritual. Both, I feel are good, but one is a clear choice for me.
Birth Ritual, a classic Soundgarden song, is one of my favorites from the 90s “Grunge” era (and the best era, I might add). Chris Cornell is a god on vocals and his best singing was done during the 90s and this song tested his particular technique. So, on day 241, I chose this tune and did things a little different. I made two takes and left them both in the video, not for a choice to be made, but for you to understand my “preferred” decision.
Video 1 has me “singing pretty”. For the majority of the song, the singer (if male) is in head voice, only dipping into the mix for a brief period. The “ritual” part has me at a C# to an D# (I like “Eb”, as it sounds “higher” *chuckle*). Not too shabby for a Tenor, I must say. Singing in this area, especially for Birth Ritual, a performer has to be mindful of technique if he is going to survive this song, not to mention a set. Video 1 does have me doing the technique “right”, but the emotion of the song is lost, at least for me.
Video 2 is my choice, only because the emotional “raw” idea is manifest in how I approached the “ritual” portion of the piece. This song is not meant to be “pretty”; it’s talking about something quite ugly and raw in and of itself. As a side note, technique is how I did what I did. Anyone not up on what to do on the tip-top notes can damage the vocal folds, so,…don’t try this at home.
Lying like needles on forest earth
Euphoric rush trees bend to pray for us
I’m sputtering like cold machines
Late for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual, ritual
You can drive my tail to watch the circus
A birth ritual, a birth of idiots
Now I woke up blessed and good strives for heartache
Marked for the death ritual, ritual, ritual
As you start the song and face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual
I took the drug to make me stay
And now everything dies in shyness
The snake retreats admits defeat
And waits for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual
As you start the song and face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual
Shining light child’s highs
Mark his sides bright until the newness wears off
As you start the song and face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual
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