| Wednesday, February 08, 2006 |
| unga |
Why must I always feel so self-doubtful?
I feel like when I talk, incoherent words fall out in what can only be described as (and I'm coining this phrase right... NOW!) "un-sentences." Is this the case? Who knows. I get over it pretty fast, and move on to the next thing...
What is the next thing? I don't know, but I DO feel very inspired this month. Not self-doubtful at all. I can't be sure if it's that I finally have classes relating to my field, and there's a light at the end of the school tunnel, or if I'm just thinking about ideas more and have them actually happen. Ya know?
As for the music, I have songs and ideas, and just need to get those to fruition. I'm already working on new methods of writing lyrics and really studying and disecting my favorite singers and lyric writers. I've done this before, but I was never quite able to crack it. Cause they write something that's absolutely beautiful (Jets to Brazil/Death Cab For Cutie), and then set it up with music. Even if what they write isn't that great, it's the setup with music that really makes it work (Bob Nanna/Nada Surf). So many parts - maybe I'm looking at it too much like a science. Perhaps I should just go the subconscious route and write it out in simple form whatever words go through my head. Who knows...
So here it is people... Here is what I want for my birthday: I want a place where I can play the drums to record some beats for demo's. This burst of inspiration that I'm getting lately (most likely from things finally happening that deal with my future) needs an outlet, and I need to use it up before it goes away again. Make sense? So... that is all that I want :-).
Have you ever wanted to cover songs because you know they would sound better another way? Like an acoustic song that would sound better electric? Or a song that has too many effects and would sound good without? I wonder if people will think that about my songs. I wonder if all the things that I think about when I think of music, someone will think about my music one day... There's a thinker for me, hehe...
When there's a will, there's a way
Last fall is when i left
stand inside the box to get out
life becomes you fails you in you
hrmmm... perhaps that subconscious thing really doesn't work as well as I thought, LOL... Maybe if I set it up right with the music, hehe... ;-) |
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