It Finds You

It Finds You

You can’t always get what you want

You can’t always get what you want

You can’t always get what you want

But if you try sometimes you just might find

You get what you need

Growing up there always seemed to be two camps.  The Beatles camp and The Rolling Stones camp.  Most campers liked both but they thought one was superior to the other.

I was in The Beatles camp, but I had my favorite Rolling Stones tunes.

Sympathy for the Devil, Satisfaction, Paint It Black, Gimmie Shelter and the song that has the chorus above, You Can’t Always Get What You Want, were some of my favorites.

At some point in my life I realized just how simple and yet profound the chorus to You Can’t Always Get What You Want was, and as I aged the more I experienced those words. Continue reading

Really Early Creative Mornings

Really Early Creative Mornings

I normally write my first draft and type my first draft of these posts during my lunch hour at work. One day however I used most of my time to finish a set of song lyrics.

Most of lines for this particular set of lyrics I wrote between three and four o’clock in the morning.

I was lying in bed waiting for my daughter to get home and couldn’t get back to sleep.  I probably woke up to go to the bathroom.  Any male over 50 knows what I am talking about.  My daughter was twenty eight at the time but a parent never stops worrying about their kids.

To take my mind off of this worry and to help me get back to sleep I started thinking about song lyrics. Continue reading

Do It For Yourself

The other day when I completed a new set of song lyrics I took some time to reread some of my previous pieces.

I really liked some of them and was surprised at how well I thought they read.

You can read some of my stuff on my Poetry page.

One thing that I have learned is to play and write for yourself.  That is where the honesty comes from.

I consider myself to be the best judge of my work because I am the one that I am doing it for.

Of course I would like others to like it, compliment it and give me constructive criticism, but if I am not pleased with my work I feel it’s not that good.

I will use who and what I consider to be the best as my point of comparison.  Even when I know my work cannot compare I use it to keep me looking to improve.

Why compare yourself to mediocrity? Continue reading

Creative Mornings,   When Is Your Creative Time ?

Creative Mornings, When Is Your Creative Time ?

I recently learned something about myself and it surprised me.

When I was younger and working in various bands my creative time was at night when the hour was late and the sky was dark.

The rest of the world was asleep (not many 24 hour businesses in those days) and you were left on your own to do and play as you pleased.  No one was there to rein you in or tell you that you can’t do that.

Recently over a weekend my wife went out of town to an art school reunion which left me with two nights to do what I want and not feel guilty that I might be neglecting her.

I have two nights to hole up in my office/studio away from the rest of the world.  I can stay up as late as I want since I don’t have to get for work the next morning.  What more could I ask for? Continue reading

At Least I Got Something Accomplished

I just finished another set of song lyrics.  I wanted to write about it to express the amount of accomplishment I feel whenever I complete a new set.

Maybe only one or two people will ever read them and even though I may never hear them in a song at least I did something that came to a conclusion.

The frustration of not being able to find a band does work on me.

You practice and practice with no feedback other than how you feel you are doing and knowing or at least feeling like your playing is improving.  I know it is improving but what’s really frustrating is if I were playing gigs 2 or 3 times a month or more it would improve exponentially.

It’s also nice to learn a song for a purpose, again to achieve that feeling of accomplishment. Continue reading

Write As You Speak

Earlier I had written about brevity, storytelling and imagery.

I’ve been studying and really trying to listen to the lyrics of song writers that I like and admire.

What I find common in all these writers is that they tell their stories with simple and clear thoughts.  They write in a way that people speak.

I look at lyrics from aspiring song writers and see what they most likely perceive as clever as just being cryptic nonsense.

I am not saying that writing cannot be cryptic.  The phrases should read as if from a book, as if a narrative of the story.  They should read as if I was sitting with my friends and family telling them a story. Continue reading

Carving Out Time

Carving Out Time

I can’t get over how hard it is to carve out a block of time to concentrate on lyric/poem writing.

For two days my wife has been in Texas with her mother visiting her sister.  My grandson is at his father’s house, my son works at night and my daughter goes to school in the evenings so when I get home from work I am alone.

But each night after I get done with my daily obligations and self imposed routines I’m left with about an hour to myself.  The self imposed routine does include about an hour of drum practice time each day and I don’t want to stop that.

Once I get to the point where most of the interruptions are gone I just want to sit down and stare at the TV. Continue reading