"all along I thought
i was learning how to take
how to bend not how to break
how to live not how to cry
but really
i've been learning how to die"
- jon foreman
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Foreman quote
"all along I thought
i was learning how to take
how to bend not how to break
how to live not how to cry
but really
i've been learning how to die"
- jon foreman
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
songwriters dilemna
greetings blogworld!
davis here, i thought i'd share a few thoughts about songwriting. songwriting is an interesting hobby to have. ok forget that, its not a hobby...its actually a passion. a passion that spontaneously occurs at the most inconvenient times. my first song was written in the shower and in the end it really wasn't worth the effort. a wise person i know once told me this: when writing a song you do one of two things, you either tell a story or paint a picture. i find that i write the most in the fall and winter. this is a time when people are preparing for rest from the summer. we are farther from the sun and more exposed to the element. the sky seems farther and the earth harsher. God seems closer (come to think of it He was born in winter). these times are the most inspirational. i believe that life on earth is really a preparation for death, and ultimately eternal life with our Creator. fall and winter are seasons of natural death and dying. they are the last, golden months of a dying year.
one question i'm commonly asked is whether the music comes first or the lyrics. when i write a song they go together. they are one, intermingled with eachother, feeding off eachother. the music will be the first thing to come but the lyrics always follow immediately. and when i look back at the song i realize that the music never really was until the lyrics came along.
songwriting can be frustrating because nothing is guaranteeing that it will be there tomorrow. i can go months without writing a song. it is the way i express myself and how i feel. it is how i share my deepest thoughts and ideas with the rest of the world. without a creative flow of compostion, i feel trapped.
this almost always happens in the summer when i'm busy and the year is still. if you think about it one year is a like a person. it changes, it moves, it spins with the world and flows with the ocean. it rides on the winds and moves like the trees. in summer it moves the least. summer, in some ways is static. it doesn't move. it doesnt inspire me.
recently i have been recording my songs, which is an amazing experience! watching something that has come out of you through your pen and your guitar come to life on an mp3 file, ready to copy and share with the world. the hours in the studio have convinced me to learn how to do it. to pass on the gift.
thats about all i have to say at this point. i hope you enjoyed this post, whether you write songs or dont. this is my attempt to give you a glimpse into the mind of a songwriter.
peace
davis
davis here, i thought i'd share a few thoughts about songwriting. songwriting is an interesting hobby to have. ok forget that, its not a hobby...its actually a passion. a passion that spontaneously occurs at the most inconvenient times. my first song was written in the shower and in the end it really wasn't worth the effort. a wise person i know once told me this: when writing a song you do one of two things, you either tell a story or paint a picture. i find that i write the most in the fall and winter. this is a time when people are preparing for rest from the summer. we are farther from the sun and more exposed to the element. the sky seems farther and the earth harsher. God seems closer (come to think of it He was born in winter). these times are the most inspirational. i believe that life on earth is really a preparation for death, and ultimately eternal life with our Creator. fall and winter are seasons of natural death and dying. they are the last, golden months of a dying year.
one question i'm commonly asked is whether the music comes first or the lyrics. when i write a song they go together. they are one, intermingled with eachother, feeding off eachother. the music will be the first thing to come but the lyrics always follow immediately. and when i look back at the song i realize that the music never really was until the lyrics came along.
songwriting can be frustrating because nothing is guaranteeing that it will be there tomorrow. i can go months without writing a song. it is the way i express myself and how i feel. it is how i share my deepest thoughts and ideas with the rest of the world. without a creative flow of compostion, i feel trapped.
this almost always happens in the summer when i'm busy and the year is still. if you think about it one year is a like a person. it changes, it moves, it spins with the world and flows with the ocean. it rides on the winds and moves like the trees. in summer it moves the least. summer, in some ways is static. it doesn't move. it doesnt inspire me.
recently i have been recording my songs, which is an amazing experience! watching something that has come out of you through your pen and your guitar come to life on an mp3 file, ready to copy and share with the world. the hours in the studio have convinced me to learn how to do it. to pass on the gift.
thats about all i have to say at this point. i hope you enjoyed this post, whether you write songs or dont. this is my attempt to give you a glimpse into the mind of a songwriter.
peace
davis
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Hello
hi, i'm davis and i am the person who is supposed to be updating this sorry blog. its been a long time since ive done anything here! i have neglected to tell any of you about myself...so i guess thats where i'll start. this is me:.jpg)
i live in michigan which i like alot. i have lived here for most of my life. i am a musician. i listen to music alot (right now i love listening to kings of leon, the weepies, and owl city) i write songs about life and its quirks and i write them mostly in my favorite season, which is fall. i love fall because it composes a symphony for a dying year. fall gives us nice, crisp weather and drives most sane people inside, leaving me the great outdoors to enjoy for myself. but don't get me wrong...i'm not a recluse. i love people a lot. friends are great things (be mine on twitter!) and family even better. sometimes strangers are the best people to have around though, it helps you stretch yourself beyond your comfort zones. it also makes people think you're weird. i am homeschooled which is often a conversation starter. as much as i love people, they are also my downfall. my greatest weakness is worrying about people and where or not they like me or are mad at me or whatever. i hate it when people are mad at me. i sometimes wear weird, random things (like a scarf or a tie or a weird hat)to impress people. i will call it a creative outlet but in reality its more of a vanity/selfishness outlet. i also love to read books (some of my current favs: the brothers karomozov by fyodor dostoevsky death comes to the archbishop by willa cather, outliers by malcombe gladwell) and i never get a chance to read. i have an awesome family! my mom is a great cook and the rest of us are great eaters. the only cooking i do is grilling and i am not very good at it (my family jokes that when i grill they have two choices: cancer and botulism). my dad is a great encourager and is a very funny person. my siblings (all four) are just plain crazy (actually i'm the crazy one, they are normal, which to me is crazy) and i love them all so much! ok one more thing: i love to travel. i have been to england, kenya, zimbabwe, india, colombia, bulgaria, and greece. ok thats probably enough. any more and someone will steal my identity!
peace
davis
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i live in michigan which i like alot. i have lived here for most of my life. i am a musician. i listen to music alot (right now i love listening to kings of leon, the weepies, and owl city) i write songs about life and its quirks and i write them mostly in my favorite season, which is fall. i love fall because it composes a symphony for a dying year. fall gives us nice, crisp weather and drives most sane people inside, leaving me the great outdoors to enjoy for myself. but don't get me wrong...i'm not a recluse. i love people a lot. friends are great things (be mine on twitter!) and family even better. sometimes strangers are the best people to have around though, it helps you stretch yourself beyond your comfort zones. it also makes people think you're weird. i am homeschooled which is often a conversation starter. as much as i love people, they are also my downfall. my greatest weakness is worrying about people and where or not they like me or are mad at me or whatever. i hate it when people are mad at me. i sometimes wear weird, random things (like a scarf or a tie or a weird hat)to impress people. i will call it a creative outlet but in reality its more of a vanity/selfishness outlet. i also love to read books (some of my current favs: the brothers karomozov by fyodor dostoevsky death comes to the archbishop by willa cather, outliers by malcombe gladwell) and i never get a chance to read. i have an awesome family! my mom is a great cook and the rest of us are great eaters. the only cooking i do is grilling and i am not very good at it (my family jokes that when i grill they have two choices: cancer and botulism). my dad is a great encourager and is a very funny person. my siblings (all four) are just plain crazy (actually i'm the crazy one, they are normal, which to me is crazy) and i love them all so much! ok one more thing: i love to travel. i have been to england, kenya, zimbabwe, india, colombia, bulgaria, and greece. ok thats probably enough. any more and someone will steal my identity!
peace
davis
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