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I’m not sure there’s much to be gained from this thread (bearing in mind Goldman’s famous quote[1]), but I was working late last night so it was well after midnight when I settled down to unwind with a pint and, mindful of the time, an unplugged Telecaster.
I looked through a recent notebook and found some lyrics written in January. If I have a lyrical idea with no immediately associated tune I just file it away, hoping that a tune will eventually come.
It did. Only the verse parts as yet, but a nicely alternating chord structure and a pleasant melody. The lyrics have already begun to evolve, as is the nature of things, and I am unhappy with the provisional title written back then: “No Apologies” sounds deeply shit and must be changed. I have a tendency to use disassociated titles, so I might call it “Aside”.
So. The beginnings of a song and how this one came to be. They’re all different aren’t they?
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I love going through old sketches of songs, I have a massive file of them. Some is just a few lyrics written on the back of a receipt when an idea hit me on the bus, some are hand written tab for complete solo guitar pieces written on graph paper from when I was a student with nothing but a shit acoustic. I have a couple of ideas for songs that are just me describing roughly what the lyrics are about and the style of music it should be.
It's amazing how time changes my perception of them. Some of them have proven prophetic since writing them as a teenager, and I'm often amazed how my problems really haven't changed that much. Others that I remember thinking were really good at the time just seem cheesy and naive now. Like that bit from Ginsberg's Howl "...who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanzas of gibberish".
I was more pretentious then (seriously!), I tried to squeeze as many clever ideas as I could into a song. Now I try to keep things as simple as possible, which is actually much harder.
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