The track is not a cover, just inspired by the title.

Tried to take some very light hearted jazz samples, and make some kind of hard house/techno like groove for it. I only had 1 hr, so i ended up going this route, as i could take liberties with the addition of Acid 303 elements. I just felt this for some reason. Hard Techno with goofy samples, and a 303. Enjoy!

ALLOVEVERYEAR - a very 90s track inspired by MOBY

The title is a reference to a Mother's of Invention song about an actual leisure suit tailor in late 60s Los Angeles.

In Collaboration with ChatGPT ^_^

Verse 1:

I step into the shop, tailor greets me with a grin

He takes my measurements, tells me "You're a perfect 10"

He asks me 'bout my style, I tell him "keep it classic"

I trust this tailor's skills, he's nothing short of fantastic

Chorus:

Tailor-made, that's the way

Every stitch and every fray

Fits me like a glove, I'm on display

Thanks to my tailor's perfect array!

Verse 2:

He works with cloth, his canvas at his fingertips

His scissors slice and dice, with every snip and clip

He shapes and molds, until my suit fits like a glove

I feel like a million bucks, it's tailor-made love

Chorus:

Tailor-made, that's the way

Every stitch and every fray

Fits me like a glove, I'm on display

Thanks to my tailor's perfect array!

Verse 3:

He sews with passion, his craft is pure art

His needle and thread, the beat to my heart

I strut down the street, confident and bold

Thanks to my tailor's perfect fold

Chorus:

Tailor-made, that's the way

Every stitch and every fray

Fits me like a glove, I'm on display

Thanks to my tailor's perfect array!

Outro:

Tailor-made, tailor-made

I wouldn't have it any other way

Tailor-made, tailor-made

I owe it all to my tailor's trade

Tailor-made, tailor-made

He's the reason I'm tailor-made.

Every time that you are near

my starts to race I can feel the tension building

like a storm about to break

every cut every tear reminds me of the pain that I cannot assuage

when its torn like a page



I won't be beaten, I won't give in

The fabric of my soul, I'll make it spin

The tapestry of memories woven with pain

But I'll make something, something that will remain



I'll take the peices of life worn and frayed

and turn them into something that will never fade