ISRC : CA-OEQ-20-07004
*Not for Reproduction
Track Credits:
All tracks property of Jon Cohen for release in 2020-2021
*Music produced, performed, composed and recorded by Jon Cohen using an iPhone SE using Auxy, Moog and Garage Band in Montreal, London & Cuba
Vocals recorded using Ableton Live and TB12 Tone Beast
Mixed via Pro Tools by Steeven Chouinard @ No Control Room Studios in Montreal
Mastered by Richard Addison @ Trellium Sound in Quebec
Guest Musicians
(Vocals) Sabrina Halde, Lou Laurence, Élodie Chastain
(Strings) Justin Wright, Kathleen Thorgerd
Special Thanks to Nick Houston for his piano, Chuck Phang Dang for mixer recommendation, Jeff Gandell for the Bio,
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My Time Machine (118 RPM - G)
VERSE 1
If I could travel in time
when I was seventeen
I’d say boy never settle
grab a rifle go hunting you dream
Don’t get too caught up
in being something you’re not
Better work on your chops,
Give everything all that you’ve got
and don’t worry about the break ups
Don’t worry about the break ups
Don’t worry about the break ups
Now you’re washed out superhero
whose only cover’s been blown..again
You bought into this stupid idea
that you could do it alone...don’t pretend
You were acting like a clown
playing dirty tricks just trying to fit in
Now your cape is too tight,
you got a belly and a double chin
So stop wearing all that makeup
Stop wearing all that makeup
Stop wearing all that makeup
CHORUS
Get back in my time machine
Lock the door and hit the smoke screen
Needle’s dropping like a broken van
It’s never too late to start again
Get back in my time machine
Lock the door and hit the smoke screen
Needle’s dropping like a broken van
(No use crying like a bitter old man)
(No use crying about your failed plans)
It’s never too late to start again
And now I just want to disappear
I just wanna dissapear
Now I just want to disappear
Now I just want to disappear
Get back in my time machine
Lock the door and hit the smoke screen
Needle’s dropping like a broken van
(No use crying like a bitter old man)
(No use crying about your failed plans)
It’s never too late to start again
VERSE 2
If I could visit myself
when I was seventeen
I’d say push a little harder
You’re just one more failure short of a dream