Grabbed bedside pencil and paper, diligently wrote down the stanzas in my head. But the Muse insisted I get up and go to the piano.
Now I'm online researching Greek mythology for lyric content at her request.
Ignore her and she goes away to pout. Don't want that.
UPDATE: 20090615
This was one of those rare songs that essentially wrote itself. Two double verses plus a chorus (AAB AAB form), multiple layers of meaning, literary references, chords and melody, all came together within a very short time.
As soon as I'm able to play this song fluently enough, I'll post a rough recording and put up the lyrics.
I want to shorten the distance between song creation and proliferation, not worrying so much about having "radio ready" recordings before letting songs leave the nest for the first time. Trying to short circuit perfectionism and keep it real. I want to open a window into the process as it happens.
Heed the the Muse!
I love this. I know the feeling. On the hunt.
ReplyDeleteWishing you many more wake ups like this. When the muse is whispering I need to go regardless of tiredness.
ReplyDeleteYep! Heed the muse. Glad she/he caught you ;-)
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