I want to write a song. Ideally, many, but for now just one. A real song. A song with meaning. With heart. With passion.
Substance.
Every time I do so I only end up writing some of the guitar or piano part but never really the melody or the lyrics. It's sad really. I'm sad for it. So much feeling to express. I tend to focus so much on the elements rather than what it is. I attempt to write lyrics but it all sounds like I'm trying way too hard to make it poetic. I push for feeling but cliche' always ensues. No originality. The times I always find some thought of creativity are always in places and situations where I am distant from recording. Remembrance.
Moments Before Slumber, The Haze of Daydream.
I hear some of my peer's compositions and they are all wonderful. There is purpose. Their purpose. They have their true inspiration. I have yet to find mine. Or rather, realize mine.
Writing a duet would be wonderful. Would be self-settling. Lovely.
I have always been quite smitten by the guy and girl vocal complement.
I need a voice before a vocal.
Help me find it.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Finding the Lines
Underwood Typewriter- Fionn Regan
The roots go deep below ground
I like to walk with you in the evening
Up the hill and back down
I watch the mailboat from the clearing
My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you
And I'm changing the ribbons in this old underwood
Step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood
For a hood is a home
for someone who lives alone
I draw a line from A to B and what happens in between
It is an open mystery as far as I can see
My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you
And I'm changing the ribbons in this old underwood
Step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood
For a hood is a home
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So Summer has ended just as quickly as it began. Can't really find the words or the stories to sum it up.
I find myself unfazed by the load but daunted by the presence.
Fall is Autumn:
I see leaves change
Temperatures Slow
Dusk Fast
A new pace.
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