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.
