"Any moment between the microphone and the voice is so close for comfort, it becomes a love affair."
Ah, the personal moment between you and the microphone. Any moment between the microphone and the voice is
so close for comfort, it becomes a love affair.
So, as I grab a life in Pro-tools, for at least two syncopated exaggerated hours, my head in the "cans", I am recreating
the link to love. Or left over scraps of love, still lurking about in my ego.
What is this $1,000.00 song (the average person's cost) REALLY about?
Who are you when you compose it?
This compelling urge to etch yourself in media download, to leave a mark in the world.
Even while you contemplate how your soul will always be aware and be in musical eternity, one must command
a reliable melody, resist auto tune, "toss off" emotions inside the lyrics, hangover a note, invite the attack with less woof,sing so intimately it is mouth watering delicious, and hope all the music appreciators out there will BUY the record YOU made.
Still, as I reside inside the moment of bass,drums,percussion,cellos, violins,violas,keyboards, strum sticks, guitars, Casio's,
and as many odd "surprise" instruments I can think of to appear on this record, I am truly content, possibly truly happy.
Gliding in on the intro, preparing my emotive voice to jump in, who do I become?
That someone deep, deep, down beyond even the body, that small yet large "voice" that constantly guides and whispers
truth and peace.
Oh, baby , it doesn't even feel good, it goes beyond, it simply ... IS.
IS ... timeless, sincere, right.
Coming in on the intro .. being a part of the whole..
Holding your breath to have this suspended one of a kind peace to the last note of the outro.
The In to the Out, a lifetime of musical continuity.
Original digital forever.
Intro-ducing to outro-ducing, dreaming to doing equals my BE-ing.