"In Your Courage" in the next article is the sentiment I feel and that came to me in the bathtub so the next thought is what music.
The thing coming most immediately is the solo piano bit from last night and maybe that works. That is kind of Lennon-ish after "Imagine" and the sentiment is largely the same. The words and the music are quite different but there's no plagiarism in any concept which is worth re-telling or we would only need one love song to call it a day.
The music may come from this in Musical Composition Driven By Broken Keys and if you're thinking there is any creativity in bathtubs and broken keys, I will laugh in your face!
(Ed: is this only to say you actually took a bath?)
You know my soul, my brother (larfs)
It's falsely modest to say I don't believe I'm creative and all of this is dancing with the words for "The End of the World in Fort Worth." Creative or no, I can still laugh at it and why not. I believe in laughing at myself to beat others to it.
The solo piano bit relates directly to the chords used for "The End of the World in Fort Worth" but this gets back into the technical discussion of how many musical phrases I can get from a looper. Three will not be sufficient for this ... so ... MIDI (insert hugely geeky discussion of how MIDI works for seriously twisted applications). That geekery exists here: MIDI Multiplexing and Other Madness - Not for the Faint of Heart (Ithaka link).
All of this is composition but that word in my own context is ludicrous after the history of the greatest composers of all time. Nevertheless, I compose as I can and hopefully this song will emerge fairly quickly but no baby is born when you want and they will always choose their own time.
The thing coming most immediately is the solo piano bit from last night and maybe that works. That is kind of Lennon-ish after "Imagine" and the sentiment is largely the same. The words and the music are quite different but there's no plagiarism in any concept which is worth re-telling or we would only need one love song to call it a day.
The music may come from this in Musical Composition Driven By Broken Keys and if you're thinking there is any creativity in bathtubs and broken keys, I will laugh in your face!
(Ed: is this only to say you actually took a bath?)
You know my soul, my brother (larfs)
It's falsely modest to say I don't believe I'm creative and all of this is dancing with the words for "The End of the World in Fort Worth." Creative or no, I can still laugh at it and why not. I believe in laughing at myself to beat others to it.
The solo piano bit relates directly to the chords used for "The End of the World in Fort Worth" but this gets back into the technical discussion of how many musical phrases I can get from a looper. Three will not be sufficient for this ... so ... MIDI (insert hugely geeky discussion of how MIDI works for seriously twisted applications). That geekery exists here: MIDI Multiplexing and Other Madness - Not for the Faint of Heart (Ithaka link).
All of this is composition but that word in my own context is ludicrous after the history of the greatest composers of all time. Nevertheless, I compose as I can and hopefully this song will emerge fairly quickly but no baby is born when you want and they will always choose their own time.
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