August 3, 2016
another song was created in the morning of my day. It was a
typically odd circumstance which allowed these words and the
subsequent music to come into being. Odd in that its initial spark
came after adding a spoon of honey to my ritualistic morning cup of
coffee. As I did the act of placing the honey into the cup and
stirring it, these words spilled out in my mind, "I put some honey
in my coffee." Then as I grabbed the cup, to take it back to my
desk, an echo like phrase came, "I put some honey in my tea."
Where these kind of phrases come from, while there is a lack of
intention directed toward writing, remains mysterious to me. My
intention was fully centered on gaining access to coffee, in order to
again feel alertly awake in my morning. I admit I'm addicted to
coffee regardless of any quality associated with this state of being.
Sometimes I try to quit coffee and each time I find a rather equal
result. I seem unable to awaken with any rapidity without it. So
after several days of feeling half asleep, well past noon, and tiring
of that situation, I go back to enjoying coffee in the mornings and
waking up with some rapidity. I call it the elixir of life,
although; I know that, in itself is a grand illusion.
Well after reaching
my desk with the honey altered cup of coffee, and the lines in words
becoming magnetic in my mind, I considered a question, can I actually
bring these couple of lines into a document, to build upon them, or
will the illusive potential fall short. In general making the
decision can offer potential, where shutting this potential door will
always disallow. I chose to reach for potential, opening the word
processor.
I typed out the two
lines sequentially, as they had originally come to mind. Then I
thought I could alter the circumstance of the subject to create a
fully different meaning. Rather than it being a narrative in a
singular person I could create a second person, where I chose to
insinuate a couple in their comparative actions, drinking hot
beverages in the morning. It implies that these two individuals are
sharing the same space. It also tends toward word play, by
introducing a synonym in this introductory section of verse. The
following line brings a context that places the two into a
relationship situation, "I call you Honey in the morning," with it
being a proper noun in this instance rather than the noun for that
sweet substance created by our friends, the honey bee. The line
following, addresses the insect and how they can be going about their
lives as something that us alert humans have a capacity to observe.
I followed these four lines of verse with a different kind of
cadence, which offers a musical shift, to create distinct separation.
The subject of this second part, demonstrates an observance of the
changing nature of our civilization. Having made these two distinct
sets of rhythmic cadence, I took these two as templates in their
form, and wrote out three more sets of each of these patterns. I
struggled in the process some, yet I was able to avoid the mental
blocks that sometimes come while writing. There was no preconceived
idea to reach for as to the subject. At one point I wrote a couple
of lines that took the intended mood in a negative direction. I read
through them, deciding that I really didn't want to go toward the
doom and gloom in this piece, where as I deleted those ideas to
replace them with something more positive.
When I got to a
potential end point, I got out the guitar and developed a pattern of
chords that seemed to fit the melodic ideas that had been creeping
into my thoughts as I wrote the words. Even the key to which the
melodic thoughts came to me fit. This is a rare circumstance for me
as my musical thought patterns seldom reflect as "in pitch" and I
have to deal with transposition from the ideas into workable playable
music. Thus the music side of this creation was a very easy process
to pass through. This song was near complete. I then successfully
set out to record a rough draft to prevent my forgetfulness robbing
from the essence of this new creation.
Having completed the
saving of this new song in a very rough form, I set out to instill it
into my mind through repeatedly playing and singing the words. It
can sometimes take a lot of practice, using the printed lyric as a
guide to actually be able to sing and play a new creation. There are
some instances where how one expresses the syllables allowing them to
fit with the rhythm and melody in the music, (I call this act "syllablization," even though this may not be a real word). In
this process I recognized that some of the originally written words
could be improved upon in order to facilitate a stronger cadence in
expressible structure. There were several lines in the individual B
parts that were clumsy, so I altered the original words to emphasize
cadence. I am now much happier with how the lyrics flow, having
practiced the song enough to find it can flow with an ease.
While practicing
singing and playing this song the time came to look at its entrance
and its exit. The entrance seemed to be whole, as is, by going
through the melodic rhythm pattern of the A parts, to be followed by
simply adding the vocal after its first time through. The ending at
this point remained with a need of consideration. So during one of
these early on practices when finishing the vocal section followed by
an empty tag line, an odd idea formed. I actually don't quite know
how to describe what it is with accurate specificity. What I chose
to do is something like this: in single notes finger picked, I went
up a couple of octaves, playing a descending pattern that descends
the chord's notes, "1, 3, 5," though not necessarily in that order,
then ascending it back up, all within the frame of one measure,
followed by dropping a half step and repeating. This pattern repeats
again another whole step down, descending down by half steps, it
resembles a cascading sequence, dropping to the songs conclusion.
As time passes, I
will work toward making a conclusive representation of this work in a
well done recording and post it on my website http://thomasepeterson.com.
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