Wednesday, December 7, 2011

You My Therapist

            It’s the blank page again. I wrote another chord progression on guitar and I’ve decided it's worthy of some pursuit. I also came up with a vocal melody but I have nothing for words, not even an idea. This is usually when I become consumed with the song and start to listen extra hard. To be honest the chord progression isn’t A-1 original. I’ve heard it before. It’s American to the core. A small part of me wants to chuck it. I’m not sure if it’s worth the investment. To write a song you have to play it over and over to work out the kinks. This could be one of those songs I get sick of. And if I get sick of it, it just won’t materialize. I have mixed emotions about it. I’m sure glad I’m writing to you, my therapist. I'll sit on it for a day or two to see if I still have interest in it.   

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