| | Lance had a great suggestion. I just did something like that too. I used to work with a poet, and we produced quite a bit of spoken word stuff (he couldn't sing, so we went to spoken word and I did ambient, sound-tracky stuff). Anyway, he had this one piece called The Failed Colossus, that I've had since around 1991. I carried this thing with me for years, but I couldn't get anything moving with it. Sometimes, I'd just set it off the side on my stand and glance at it (annoyed) while I was working on something else. Since 91, jeesuz...
Last week I was finishing up something else, and, as I had now had occasion to do for six goddamn years, I set the thing out. Nothing.
The next morning, about 6am, I sat in my studio doing the creative ritual... you know, thinking about gear things, songs, whatever, and the damned lyric was in front of me. At this point, burning cigarette holes in it came to mind. I hadn't played acoustic guitar in a couple of weeks, so I pulled it out of the case, and started playing. I could hear something way out there in the distance, on the edges of my ear, and there it came. It was quite simple, way simpler than how I usually write. Just a simple rhythm part (more or less GaddA, G/Eadd A, Cmaj6sus2, D) and there it was. The chorus locked in within a minute. I didn't even write it down, which breaks a major rule of mine because I'm old and I forget things. But I didn't. A day later I rolled into band practice, and ran the rhythm section through it, with the singer listening. I did an experiment involving not showing her the actual melody. She got it dead to the boards on the first pass. Arrangement was done by the second playing. It's a really pretty rock ballad now.
NEVER throw anything away. Save your bits- sometimes they get used in places you haven't even gotten to yet.
The other thing is how to look at The Work. I don't. The only time I let it hurt me is when I'm pushing my physical limits on the instrument. The rest of the time, I don't push. As simple as it is, I take the tack of hearing first, fingers second. Lately, I've written pieces that were almost totally complete before I picked up the instrument- I did them in my head.
There's no one way to get good. You do it from love, and energy. You think about music everyday. Actually, it just starts hanging around you whether you like it or not.
Good luck, your resolve is strong, and that's going to work.
rde I can hardly wait to rehearse tonight.
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