Some people say that you can't rush art.
This isn't true, because I wrote a song in two hours yesterday.
But I've been pretty convinced for some time that it was true, which may have something to do with the fact that I've written very little in the last 2+ years. And also probably contributing to the fact that I've made very few attempts to write anything in the last 1+ year. If you can't rush art, that means art takes time, and honestly, I'm a fairly impatient person. Thus = laziness.
But! It's all irrelevant now, because you can rush art, as it turns out, which is exactly what I'm having to do with this album project in order to make it happen in the next 3 months.
So official song #2 took form yesterday evening. After scribbling some notes and two lines of lyrics at work in the evening, I ventured to the practice rooms to follow where the lyrics were leading me. About two hours later, I had a full 3.5 minute piece that I was not entirely ashamed of. Exclusive review party took place tonight post RUF, and the critics voted unanimously to keep the song on the album (this essentially means it didn't completely suck--in fact, they all emphatically loved it).
The song is quirky. But so am I. It's different. But it's me. It's written from my perspective on life right now, in this moment, and that is what I want this album to be. I want it to be honest and playful and friendly and quirky and me.
So that's what it will be.
2010/02/18
2010/02/15
The Album Project, Episode One
There is an album project.
Because there is an album project, I've decided there should be an album project blog, so that I will actually talk about the album project so that I will actually think about the album project so that I will actually work on the album project so that there will actually be an album.
On Friday (the 12th of February), song one for the album came into existence. In all actuality, it has been in pseudo-existence for approximately three years. Maybe 2.5 years. It was the summer of 2007, whenever that was.
It has been played for one other person on the face of the planet (that I can recall). That person is Malisa Morsman-Baker. Malisa Morsman-Baker heard this song the night that I wrote it. We were house-sitting (2nd best house-sitting experience of all time, and 2nd only to ChickfilA mansion house-sitting experience of '09), and we were really into drinking IBC rootbeers in the hot tub and pretending we were cool. This song was originally written about slash inspired by my "camp boyfriend," as it were, a relationship* that existed only for the sake of the camp closing banquet (to which you could bring a date) and spanned (though not continuously) from Summer of '06 to Fall of '07. You will probably hate the song more now that you know that.
The song has sat in waiting for the last _____ months because I didn't like the second half of the second verse and the entirety of the bridge. However, it was slightly different from the other songs I had written, but still sounded like me, and I still liked the rest of it. So it has hung around.
On Friday I remembered that two months ago I had re-written the second half of the second verse to something that I liked. I then tried to remember what I had made it. After some slight (but substantial) modifications, I think that I like it. I will have to listen to it about 102+ times to be sure, but for now I like it.
So the album project has its first song.
Because there is an album project, I've decided there should be an album project blog, so that I will actually talk about the album project so that I will actually think about the album project so that I will actually work on the album project so that there will actually be an album.
On Friday (the 12th of February), song one for the album came into existence. In all actuality, it has been in pseudo-existence for approximately three years. Maybe 2.5 years. It was the summer of 2007, whenever that was.
It has been played for one other person on the face of the planet (that I can recall). That person is Malisa Morsman-Baker. Malisa Morsman-Baker heard this song the night that I wrote it. We were house-sitting (2nd best house-sitting experience of all time, and 2nd only to ChickfilA mansion house-sitting experience of '09), and we were really into drinking IBC rootbeers in the hot tub and pretending we were cool. This song was originally written about slash inspired by my "camp boyfriend," as it were, a relationship* that existed only for the sake of the camp closing banquet (to which you could bring a date) and spanned (though not continuously) from Summer of '06 to Fall of '07. You will probably hate the song more now that you know that.
The song has sat in waiting for the last _____ months because I didn't like the second half of the second verse and the entirety of the bridge. However, it was slightly different from the other songs I had written, but still sounded like me, and I still liked the rest of it. So it has hung around.
On Friday I remembered that two months ago I had re-written the second half of the second verse to something that I liked. I then tried to remember what I had made it. After some slight (but substantial) modifications, I think that I like it. I will have to listen to it about 102+ times to be sure, but for now I like it.
So the album project has its first song.
2010/02/11
A (Possibly) Ambitious Project
1rel·ish: \ˈre-lish\ n. [a group of students led by Doug Serven that meets every other Thursday afternoon to take part in leadership activities and other discipleship exercises with and for Reformed University Fellowship].
I am in Relish this semester. I was not able to participate last semester because of the Rob Snoops fiasco (see previous posts if you are lost at this point), which happened to unfortunately be scheduled at the same time. This semester, I arranged my schedule so that I could participate.
In Relish this semester, we are working on different projects. This past week, we had an art project that was very enjoyable, and for next week we have a poetry project due. For our large semester-long project, we were supposed to choose something which we have never done before and have always wanted to do--and do it.
I found this assignment to be a difficult one to accomplish. Generally, the things I want to do badly enough, and I also have the means to do, I do. So what did I have left?
After a myriad of possibilities and several potentially good ideas (and also a fair share of bad ones), I have made a decision. I am excited (I think). It will be challenging (I know).
I will write and record an album by the end of this semester.
I want as many of my friends as possible to be a part of this project. Be awaiting your invitation.
I am in Relish this semester. I was not able to participate last semester because of the Rob Snoops fiasco (see previous posts if you are lost at this point), which happened to unfortunately be scheduled at the same time. This semester, I arranged my schedule so that I could participate.
In Relish this semester, we are working on different projects. This past week, we had an art project that was very enjoyable, and for next week we have a poetry project due. For our large semester-long project, we were supposed to choose something which we have never done before and have always wanted to do--and do it.
I found this assignment to be a difficult one to accomplish. Generally, the things I want to do badly enough, and I also have the means to do, I do. So what did I have left?
After a myriad of possibilities and several potentially good ideas (and also a fair share of bad ones), I have made a decision. I am excited (I think). It will be challenging (I know).
I will write and record an album by the end of this semester.
I want as many of my friends as possible to be a part of this project. Be awaiting your invitation.
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