Sunday, October 27, 2013

Standing Tall (song# 100)

Standing Tall

All these scars they give me focus
But I don't learn from my mistakes
All these tears like pools like oceans
Turn me back no matter what it takes

Drowning
In regret
Falling
I forget
Longing
To turn it all around

But I am standing tall
I am standing tall
Through the looking glass
Through it all
I am standing tall

All these memories they give me pause
But I have never liked to wait
Results don't justify the cause
Closing doors but opening gates

Drowning
In regret
Falling
I forget
Longing
To turn it all around

But I am standing tall
I am standing tall
Through the looking glass
Through it all
I am standing tall

Turning
My world on its edge
Turning 
But cannot forget
Turning
Towards what's ahead

Drowning
In regret
Falling
I forget
Longing
To turn it all around

But I am standing tall
I am standing tall
Through the looking glass
Through it all
I am standing tall

© 2013 by Richard Maxwell
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Sunday, October 20, 2013

Better Than Me (song #99)



Better Than Me


Even if all your hopes and dreams are wrapped up in the here and now
One day you will step out - take off - even if you don't yet know how

So many moments up ahead
(So) look forward not behind
(And) every one of them is precious
So no regrets - heart, soul, or mind

You should be better than me
You should be better than me
Take all my mistakes and set yourself free
You should be better than me

That path that is less traveled is not your only road
What matters is you make a choice; move your feet - forward - go

So many moments up ahead
(So) look forward not behind
(And) every one of them is precious
So no regrets - heart, soul, or mind

You should be better than me
You should be better than me
Take all my mistakes and set yourself free
You should be better than me

All my regrets should not be yours
(And) My walls not your closed doors 

So many moments up ahead
(So) look forward not behind
(And) every one of them is precious
So no regrets - heart, soul, or mind

You should be better than me
You should be better than me
Take all my mistakes and set yourself free
You are better than me




© 2013 by Richard Maxwell
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Monday, October 14, 2013

Approaching Song #100 and The "Kitchen Sink" Jam

When I began my latest songwriting journey (write at least one new song every week without fail - and no "through away" or "silly for the sake of silly" songs) I did not really know where it would lead me.  I suppose that was part of the point - an uncertain goal, a process, a new creative path - but at some point I started to look back and wonder, "so, now that I feel more efficient and direct with my writing, now what?"

About 10 weeks or so in (I began on January 1st, 2012, if that matters) I realized that there were other creative elements and processes at play.  For example, is it enough to just write the songs?  What about recording?  Performance? The truth is that I am not sure.

The fact is that I have a vision in my head for all this, but I have not been able to fully bring it to life.  Yet.  It seems to me like all the songs are also tied to my new performance rig.  I'm looking for some way to not just create a new song, but also record it and have it ready for performance. Otherwise it somehow feels incomplete.

And this concerns me.  And not just because while I feel very close to having the rig to the point where it can do what I need it to do live, or in the studio, and I can soon begin to move from the "design/build" phase to the "practice/use" phase, it's still taking so long.  Every week another song written, but except for releasing the lyrics (I started that when my dad passed away this summer - go back and look for an entry called "Open" for more), it's not "out there" as they say.

And they need to be out there.  Not so much because I feel that they are great - I have honestly no idea - but because it feels like they are not being given their due in the full creative process.  Just like an instrument needs to be played, not left in a case; songs need to be more than written, they need to be heard.

And yet the process is so time consuming.  As efficient as I have become, it still takes time. And the resources of my heart, soul, and creative stamina.  So I run out of energy past the writing stage it seems.

Maybe that's why the live rig is so critical to me.  If I can get it working as needed, and if I can practice enough with it, and if I can get it to interface well with my studio and cameras and such, then perhaps I can move past to the next stage.  At least that is my current goal.  I think.

I've put markers up for myself numerous times.  At 10 songs, at 4 months, 6 months, 50 songs, a year...you get the idea.  But except for a couple of one-off, simple, mostly piano/voice performances, none of these songs (currently 98 of them) have been given their time to shine.

There is nothing wrong with the piano/voice by the way, it's just that my "vision" has so much more.  I am throughly entranced by the notion of really pushing the singer/songwriter paradigm, and the rig is the key (at least it appears to be at this time) so the more I write, the more behind I feel.

I could just stop writing and focus entirely on the rig.  Get it up and fully running.  Make it perfect for what I need before adding yet more material that I may never get to release as it all piles on top of itself. And sure that has been a thought that has crossed my mind several times, but it feels wrong.

Wrong because one of the key elements - perhaps the key element - to the rig design is the notion that technology should not be the part that rules the creative process.  So stopping my writing for the sake of what is in many ways a technology issue - granted a complex one - feels way too hypocritical.

But the other reason is that while both the songwriting and the rig are very much truly each a part of my creative process, they are in fact not the same strand of it.  As much as it would free up time, stoping the writing for the rig (or vise versa) will not actually do any good.

So I move on.  Mostly this entry has been a rant, but it has been cathartic, and useful, and therefore worth it.

In the coming days I think I will be able to make the rig "gig ready."  I even plan to make a few small videos capturing my experimenting with it in these early stages.  No idea what the music will be, but the textures should be pretty cool.  And complex in some ways - sonically, if not musically.  "Everything but the kitchen sink," if you follow me.  And maybe even that too.

More soon...

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Forever (song #98)

Forever

I loved you from the start
With all my soul and all my heart
My story only makes sense when you turn the pages
The truth is I tend to forget
Turning your trust into regret
But sometimes we turn our backs on what saves us

I'll beg, borrow, and steal your love

One love
Two hearts
Three words
Forever

I suppose I take you for granted
Forgetting to sew the seeds I planted
I just know I like getting lost in your garden 
I'm still stunned by your embrace
The peace of mind - you're a vision - a grace
I put up walls but you never let them harden

I'll beg, borrow, and steal your love

One love
Two hearts
Three words
Forever

I'm a better man because of you
I'm a better man because of your love
I'm a better man because of you
I'm a better man because you don't give up
On me

I'll beg, borrow, and steal your love

One love
Two hearts
Three words
Forever




© 2013 by Richard Maxwell
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Sunday, October 6, 2013

Parallel (song #97)


Parallel

I'm traveling on down a parallel line
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time
Round and round on a carrousel of time
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time

Looking forward and back in equal measure
The time we lost and the things we treasure
Everything new feels like I've been here before
But last time it was you opening the doors 

I'm traveling on down a parallel line
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time
Round and round on a carrousel of time
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time

I realize that life is like a prism
Reflections can give you more than you give them
No one ever can see all the light
The colors may change but they all burn bright

I'm traveling on down a parallel line
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time
Round and round on a carrousel of time
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time

All these steps are lessons learned
Moths and flames and bridges burned

I'm traveling on down a parallel line
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time
Round and round on a carrousel of time
A path you were on
But now it's my turn this time



© 2013 by Richard Maxwell
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