ain't no hollaback girl.
Ever hear a song and think, “What could possibly have made him write that? Did someone dare him?” Well, in this case, you would be right. Actually, it was half-dare and half-threat. And it all came out of a semi-drunken afternoon. The time: Early Pandemic Stupidity Era. The place: my front yard. The suspects: me, Mary (my wife) and our neighbors, Mary and Brian (hereafter inconsistently referred to as “Freighbors.”) When the lockdowns all started … Continue reading
I’m not sure exactly how to write about this one, because it might not stay. I wrote the lyrics and recorded the entire thing on January 31 for my father’s birthday. Not only does it fit the “written and recorded in one day” criteria for Song-A-Day, but it was written on a day I might legitimately have done something to post as my February 1 entry. There is a brief writeup about this in my … Continue reading
I’ve had this idea in my head for a few years now, and my father’s 80th birthday seemed to be the right occasion to try and make it happen. My original plan was to do a complete a cappella recreation of the original score, but that turned out to be far beyond my vocal talents, technical ability, and available time. The approach to my initial idea was to load in one of my favorite performances … Continue reading
Sometimes my songs are mercurial and hard to pin down, even to me. Other times, I think I’m being more cagey and subtle than I actually am. And then there are times like this. The title of this song is about as plain as it gets, and completely accurate. This is a “Truth in Advertising” track! As has been par for the course so far this month, I started very late, and finished far later. … Continue reading
Another Monday, but a Monday with seven – SEVEN! – new songs under my belt. While I wasn’t happy with everything, on the whole, the first week was a success. I’d proven to myself that I could write on a daily pace, and I was pleasantly surprised at the overall quality of the compositions. But back to the workplace, back to a shortened schedule for writing. When I got home after work, I wasn’t sure … Continue reading