Notes: Bass and guitar up front recorded through the Boogie. Used the Keeley compressor and Rat. Lyrics by me, down sampled for Barry White flavor. Taylor and Hamer mirror each other towards the end.
Life in space is hard. The air alone will kill you. Not to mention the food. If you're lucky you can get the good shit - Class 5 ... See MorePremium Rations. Otherwise, it's three daily doses of gruel.
But life here has its rewards. Like zero gravity and solar radiation, if you know how to use them. The easy money and loose morals are ok too.
They promise you a lot to get you here, but it's never like they say. In the end, you miss the kicked back, easy life you once had and hope that soon, you'll be back.