Showing posts with label new york. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new york. Show all posts
Saturday, 27 February 2010
New York Love Song
Half an hour of further songwriting today, as I tried to make a New York song to round out FAWM.
I listed a few places on a sheet of paper and have linked them together with a bit of a story. Instead of trying to do the whole city in three or four verses, I've decided its better to hang around in one area and ground the lyrics from that point.
Its probably still the transatlantic equivalent of 'Mary Poppins does London Town', but its something to knock into shape later and maybe add some Velvet Underground style guitar licks.
Its on the FAWM Page here.
Worryingly thats number 19 of 14.
Although my last song's New York Chelsea girl reminded me of Nico. So now I'm thinking a techno 20 would be a good way to round it off, perhaps with female vocals and a slightly German accent. So here it is....the bonkers last track
Friday, 12 February 2010
FAWMing over Vlad
The problem with this February Album Writing Month thing is it becomes stealthily addictive.
When I started I thought I'd just do one tune for a giggle.
Then I logged into it again the next day and found I'd received a comment.
What's the harm in doing another one I thought?
By day three I was worrying as I found myself composing a song in bed on my iPhone.
I didn't notice the little dial on the web site for a few days and then I realised it was tracking my progress towards 14 songs. And it even changed colour at the halfway point.
Now I'm at ten.
I'm slightly embarrassed about the latest one. I've left it over on the FAWM site but won't also post it here.
It's a sort of love song. But it's to someone else's love.
Vlad.
He's Debra's. And had to go away for a while.
Let's not get into gender politics here. I might have a slight variation on the name (with an 'ett', perhaps?) if I was really serious. And I know that Vlad is fully devoted to Debra in any case. In only the way that a real film camera can be.
But for those of you less versed in the seductive ways of photography, I thought I'd also reference the new work from Kim Boekbinder, who wrote 31 songs in a month last year and has just sprung a nice little live set from Zebulon.
Played on the sixth. Up as an album today.
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