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.