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So this Monday morning writing thing I do, I haven’t done since June.
Because I’ve been writing songs—that I mentioned back in June when I wrote my last writing here, to write songs there. I’m writing songs. And now I am singing them. And this is what is so cool. I am writing these songs as part of this growth thing. This growth thing where I get to delve deep into the muck of where the not safe parts of sound live so that I can rummage around and then dig in and pull the sound out when I sing. In a booth. Like a sound booth! I fucking love it here. I wasn’t sure I would. This is all new. So who knew? You know. Anyway, I love being in this booth with the headphones on so I can hear myself sing as I sing and hear the music that I sing to. Both. At the same time. And be in this space that is safe. And Warm. I love that it’s warm. And I’m in here and singing my songs. Like my songs. Like MY SONGS! I didn’t write, like the music to these songs. I shared my love for certain songs and these two song angels, they create these melodies to match my music cosmology and then I get to improvise and melody modify, but only sometimes. Mostly my voice modulations match their melody creations. And I am in this booth and I sing. And this is fucking awesome. I am saying fuck a lot. It makes me happy. So, I feel called to write today. It’s been a long time. And I feel called today to write a not-song and instead just share that I am still here. Still writing. Songs now. And wanting to share with you that I miss sharing with you. And excited to share with you when all my songs are done being sung and are out in the world in album form. Six of them. Maybe seven. A bonus track. Thank you for reading my writing today. Comments are closed.
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