Writing from past experiences and starting anew. But without detriment to past vibes is a very fine line. In our inner mind is no intent to dismiss the past. But value its once was inclusions that were very relevant in our life at that one point in time. So we try to enhance the memories that were based in a known realisation that they were profound and relevant in that moment in time. Evidence? In a song’s case….a listening audience reaction, alongside self reaction, proved that the songwriting and aural result was truly right. A heart given memory treasure at that given moment in time.

A fair while ago, when revisiting the two songs idea, it was difficult to recall the memories of both lyrics and melodies of those two old songs called Year One and ‘O’. Both songs were never recorded, so they both lay in the Summers’ neural synapses of what may have been. I wanted to tap into their vibe. So a trial of what may have happened began to be investigated and, a guitar strum and see to where it may follow, began. It led nowhere other than the two word lyric ‘Year One’ and two note accompanying tune. Otherwise? No truth of the two other songs’ reality. Basically it was required to begin again and seek out inner spirit of two songs that were greeted with positivity from crowds at a couple of gigs and who reacted well to both of their energies. Probably, actually most definitely, different versions played in my mind to what actually was reality.

I had no idea whatsoever of the originals. Lyrics, tunes, vibes, rhythms were all on the edge of touching distance. Out of reach because the Summers’ brain doesn’t actually perform in a way to capture reality in one’s memory. I even got the imagined lyrics of ‘O’ wrong. ‘We smashed the clock faces’ came from an old poem Kev, my brother, wrote, which was never a song’s intended lyric. I held on to it as maybe the true ‘O’ lyric and expanded the idea of holding back time lyrically to my own thoughts.

So, with no concrete memory. I grabbed the original titles…and created an inner spirit of new revival. Have we all, at times in our lives, done this? Imagined what once was, felt our inner instinct of how positive certain memories once were and brought them back, in their skeletal form, to the here and now with new promise. Add flesh to the bones so to speak

The above song still requires a revisit. Not exactly what is intended. But a base nonetheless. A whole different vibe of the song now nestles in my brain. But the instrumental playing skills from my own abilities are beyond grasp presently. So it is naive here. But has promise from the tune’s capabilities.

And here’s the rub……..

Yesterday, going through old unknown boxes, I found the original lyric book I wrote back in the 1970/80s. Included? Those two old Year One/‘O’ XCerts songs. Both were never recorded on tape to hear original ‘sound’ results. Both not my own personal lyrics. Both my brother’s lyrics. But with my guitar chords and Bass guitar riffs to mentally revisit and know the simplicity that E and A chords were the base, something glimmered. Whilst the extended style of the chords’ rhythms, melody and bass/guitar riffs existed within a surreal status in my smoky memory, the song still remained an ethereal imagined work. Just out of reach. So never able to drag original intentions out from the past, I went about recording these songs a fair few months ago with a new intent. They had to be seen through new light.

The brain? Strange. If I had these original lyrics from the book above and insight to the past from my brother’s input as seen here in the photo above …. would I have approached the whole recent two songs’ collaboration and synergy with different intent? Could I now replace my ‘here and now tune and lyrics’ back to the originals? Now with the new result? I cannot remember the original melody at all, and still to this day, the original tune leaves me in limbo land. Out of reach.

I suppose that is what life brings. Ways of moving on, recognising foundations, and yet still with past inspirations having an effect on where to instinctively go. ‘Yay almighty’ for instinctive nature within our souls. Born from one’s natural inner belief that life’s chosen path, if grasped, will come out well in the end.