ON WRITING MUSIC...
Writing poetry and lyrics is one thing, writing poetry and lyrics that are MEANINGFUL is another ballgame. It's like writing music with a tabsheet instead of a notesheet (which I must learn how to do if i want to do the whole songwriting thing). I'm not gonna sing anyone the music or play anyone what I play, It's more personal than exhibiting your skills and all that jazz.
Back to writing meaningful shit...
I want to be able to write something that everyone relates to and does not encompass that oh-so-wonderful-feeling you all call love... I just don't play in that park dudes, sorry. I'm looking in my heart of hearts, my soul of souls for something stirring deep within everyone... not that... the other thing. I want to write about life and leaning without the risk of losing an edge. The edge that you need to stay out of the popular and in your own secluded version. Originality is something to strive for isn't it?
Tanget: Happy Birthday to Naf the TWIT. Grow up.
Most of the stuff I write, as well my wonderful babes know, are incoherent and interesting but the need to evolve from such is ever higher now as I get older. No more of this writing shorts and toddler tales, no more of these lymerics and the nursery rhymes. On to the deep things that make your hair stand on ends.
You come to realise how much you have grown when you read what you had written years ago. Hate mail, depressing poetry. All of these constant drivel spewing out of your subcontious mind. I feel like I'm on crack half the time. Spitting out euphoria and joy upon pages and pages of flat white paper. My ink giving words life and then keeping them caged between the lines. These words being released as they are read outloud and given wings of their own when doubled with tunes. But they're just not good enough.
Another of AiShah's Zen Productions.
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