Sweet Tasty Inspiration


Inspiration is that magical little spark to ignite all your ideas; the process of putting the idea into song form is the cultivation of all thoughts into an abstract evoking concept. Creating music is no different than learning a language and putting what you have practiced into speaking said language. It’s the pronunciation that help articulate that mesmerizing melody in your head.


There is beautiful poetry to be crafted from experiences such as driving through traffic, shopping for groceries, or showing up to work on time. Every situation has a mood or a tone; the emotions you are feeling at that precise moment in life. One can be exhilarated to attend the doctor in hopes of obtaining the antidote for their ailments, whereas one can de miserable at the monotony of long lines at an amusement park. Different mixtures of emotions envelop us across ever-changing landscapes of our lives. Taking that moment to stop and recognize the literal poetry in motion is what inspires me to write songs with more conviction and depth.


There are obvious outlets for a guitar player as myself to seek that magical spark. When I am in a rut on how to structure a song’s chords, I turn to others for assistance. After all, people are phenomenal commodity today, each with their own riveting quirks that make them their own unique individual. Watching live performances of others always leaves me with questions to follow-up; how did they come up with that phrase? How would I play that chord passage differently? Exactly what effects did this person have running out of their amplifier?


When it comes to lyrics however, I struggle. A lot. I guess largely in part to how I do not like to take things too seriously, but I respect and recognize how a vocalist writing meaningful lyrics of a loved one can truly resonate with them. Maybe I just have term paper PTSD or essay syndrome as I like to call it, but sitting down and putting words out of my head and onto paper has never been forte.  I feel as though I struggle to keep up with the pace of my own thoughts.


Yet, as I type that I begin to fabricate a song idea on the very blessing one enjoys when they cannot keep up with their own train of thought. Concepts of being left behind by one’s self, always chasing after a version of themselves that they can never claim. Also, as I look at this post as a whole, I want to sit down and simply write a four chord song based off a four paragraph essay. Both ideas are gold in my head though, I wouldn’t truly know because I can’t keep up with my thoughts.

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