How songs develop in Summers’ land.

Writing some new songs for next year to bring some new energy and fun times into retirement. I want to get a batch of at least 12 new songs together for an eclectic studio project. I have a fair few half written and some newer ideas recently too. Nothing finished at all.

Infancy and naivety is the way to start. Doesn’t matter how simple and raw it sounds. Pick up the guitar and just strum. Anything really. You may have a melody swirling in the brain and it needs to get out. These are how I get at songs in the early stages. Once you get a basic down it can proffer a thought process of adding lyrics, other instrumental considered inclusions and a rhythm to get the best out of the whole caboodle. A tune may only have a ‘la, la, la’ or ‘da, da, da’ application. No words spring to mind. But you need to get it down before it disappears into the wind of sorrows. You actually have some lyrics and have put a tune to them. Or you may have a whistle that has been produced while making a cup of coffee and continues to swim in the little grey cells with a jaunty or haunting melody.

More insights? Write a few lyrics down and develop a possibility by giving them a tune with simple chords. The overall ‘Rhythmic Groove’ is a future change consideration too. How do you want the song rhythmically? Not as you strum the guitar. That produces an ‘all songs will sound the same’ energy. The overall sound could be to bring an energy of soft bounce and quirkiness. Or a driven rock beat. Or a ballad. Thing is, the tune often determines the way to go. Emotional content, life’s interesting themes or lighthearted observation. Once down, you just explore the energies of imagination. A few riffs become added to the idea. Maybe on guitar, keyboard, brass or woodwind. Even some ethnic vibes added from instruments never tried before.

Presently? With this idea here I haven’t got a clue. But it’ll be fun to see if it actually works its way into a proper song. It probably won’t. It’ll become a gardening ditty. Something to sing whilst planting radishes.

On second thoughts….No! Vegetables need happy vibes to grow well.

I don’t know why

I’m living in a sea of heartache

I should be high

Living up and having a party

But Oh No.

Not me

Oh No

Can’t you see?

I call her name

Down through the wind of sorrows

I call out loud

Until I can’t face any tomorrows

But Oh No

Not me.

Oh No

Can’t you see?