The United Dictators Of Mars - SONG - HARBINGER We'll Meet Again

We'll Meet Again

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Music: Mody, Words: Harris

As I stare out my window I see a glimmering light of what may be. Thinking of all the good times we shared, and all of the good times the future could bring. And you know we are the children of yesterday. But now it seems that time has no sense of control, so sad.

We pick up the pieces and walk down the street. Look on towards the future until again we meet.

If we can make it through this then we have come to far to turn back now. And so we’ll make the best of what we can even though we’re young at heart. And you know we are the children of yesterday. But now it seems that time has no sense of control, so sad.

And yet some day we'll meet again.

I wrote the music in my apartment in the Los Angeles area in 1987 as part of an 8 song demo from my fostex 4 track. This song and Destiny's Darling made this album. A few others were recorded in Torrod. We always rehearsed this in Torrod but time and the sound of my guitar made it expendable when we recorded it for the Torrod EP. The finger picking intro was about the max of my skill at finger picking. I'm about 10% better now. The song is written in D but my favorite part is where I step up the tempo in E and drive through the end of the chorus and outro of the song. The outro also uses the same method of ending climax as in Birds Of A Feather where I overlap 2 different segments of the song, In this case the driving E and the pre-verse riff. It's got a groovy little harmony that gives it some character and it ends with a few finger right hand tapped harmonics. The wind and bells in the intro was a program in Jeff's keyboard. A funny story is that buried deep in the wind we dubbed some voices calling Todd to "come inside" like it was his mother or something. Jeff and I thought it was pretty funny but Todd seemed rather agitated by it. Maybe it brought up some deep seeded uneasy memories or something. We took them out anyway. Billy and I did sing backing vocals live but it wasn't sounding good in the studio so Jeff used a harmonizer and hours of flubs were fixed by him in 2 minutes. I of course know the meaning to Jeff's lyrics and it's rightfully his to keep as it's a road he walked alone far too young. A worthy dedication and a great ending to the album.

This one I keep close to myself and probably will not divulge too much about the story other than it has much to do about a life experience in my past. When I listen to it nowadays I cannot even get through the song without stopping it. Partially because of the fact that it is a reminder that, sadly, I would rather not re-visit and partially because, unfortunately, I get bored with it. How depressing! Sorry if I sucked anybody into a downward spiral. It was not my intention. So, enough with that! It was actually written in the Torrod days shortly after this experience. We performed the song rather tightly and decided to keep it in our repertoire. We also decided to record it because it really is a good song which needed documenting. We tried to record this song in Torrod but it didn't make the cut. The music to this piece is well written & well arranged although it seems today to sound to me like a dated anthem song as much as I hate to admit. It used to be one of my favorites but unfortunately became boring for me to perform live. I prefer the quicker snappier compositions when performing. This song also boasted a three part vocal harmony which I was proud of in this period as it was the first of only a handful, which for some reason which I cannot explain, that I have written this way. There seemingly were no boundaries between generations of people connecting to this song. Overall, this CD is truly a milestone for us in my opinion. We exhausted every resource which was available to us right down to the Vestax VestaFire 6 track cassette recorder and the ancient Tascam 1/4" 2 track reel to reel which we mastered to. There were many nights in Lebanon NY right on into the early mornings where we disturbed the peace, kept loved ones awake and made Ace (my dog) howl until we used up every ounce of verve we could physically endure. It is too bad the compilation never did acquire the status which it deserved. WE WERE FOCUSED!!!

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