Five weeks ago I had played some really great stuff off the cuff(whoa whoa rhyme alert!!) which was, thankfully, recorded...albeit not on my handy dandy little Playbook, meaning it isn't organized!! I know I know...it is practically impossible for any musician (good or bad) to be organized...I still try though. Anyhooldes, tonight I was trying recreate a couple of those pieces so I could keep "trying to be organized" ha ha. But it is a whole different thing trying replay history...because honestly that's what my music is. It's the moment and the moment is generally fleeting...how in the world are you supposed to get back to the same level of sound with music like that?? I am not bragging on my music (at all if you know me at all I am my worst critic) in fact this is where it would pay off to be just a little mechanical....yes yes just a little would be nice. I think I succeeded though, after about ten trys ha ha, I will know better after I have a chance to go through each one and disparage over the inconsistencies. Oy vey.
The bonus of the night was some flurry of writing activity...which hasn't happened, genuinely, for what seems like forever. I was starting to feel like I wasn't going to make it out of the "desert" then bam! Inspiration hits at the oddest of moments while uploading a piece I had called "Struggle" and I didn't stop til I had run it dry, yep I got a second one out'a the deal....but I am holding back on that for now ;) can't give everything up at once you know.
It never ceases to surprise me that I can be so surprised when the Father brings me to a point of un-inspration..less-ness(gimme a break it's late), lets me pull a little more of my hair out in frustration and then coyly drops something pretty darn awesome in my lap....it's a pretty consistent happening. But hey it keeps you humble and it keeps things interesting. I think I'll have a wig made though....just in case.
Enjoy! Lila tov, good-night....or perhaps it should be boker tov, good morning?
Struggle
K.Taylor - December 18th, 2012
Whether small or great
we all have them
some hide inside
don't know when
the next one's coming
it's not a gamble
maybe not even fate
---It's a struggle
the push and pull
of struggle
give and take
bend and break
am I ever gonna win this
struggle struggle
I go straight
end up goin' round
I get up I get knocked down
Well thank G-d
I haven't fallen from grace
cause I'm eatin dust
and I'm flat on my face
just when I think I've
pulled it across the line
I loose my grip
and now my feet are
beginning to slip
like fighting against gravity
is it even a possibility?
no no I won't let go
no no I won't let go
no no I won't let go
until you bless me
until you bless me
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