Friends, please join me on April 14th for my first night at the new Java Joe's in Old Town. I'll be previewing some new songs from my upcoming record, and my friend and talented songwriter Jean Mann is on tour from Seattle and will be opening the show! Come out and support live music, local businesses, and touring artists all in one shot! www.javajoessd.com
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A simple little self-reflective song that speaks to the unrealistic expectations we put on ourselves. Sorry, only audio for this one! Lyrics:
If I wore all the bells If I blew all the whistles If I drew the parallels If I called my officials Would you want me? Would you want me? If I cashed a bigger check If I cooked a better dinner If I slept more or less If I went to bed a winner Would you want me? Would you want me? If I lost all the weight If I started medication If I stopped to meditate If I understood creation Would you want me? Would you want me? This one is kind of about how you (or people consoling you) try to rationalize and stay positive in grief. I try to tell myself to feel better because a lot people have it a lot worse. For example, I often think "don't be too sad about all that debt; some people don't even have a credit card" or "don't be too sad you had a shitty relationship with your mom as an adult; at least you had a good childhood and a lot of people don't even get that." Problem is, sometimes this makes you feel worse. It's like adding a thick layer of guilt to a grief sandwich. Soooo, I've been feeling some of the depression more now since the initial shock has worn off. I know (I hope) I'll climb out of that but it can be more comfortable and comforting to hang out with the familiar/negative stuff than exert the energy required to find the positive. Depression contradicts with all the things we learn about trying to be a good, virtuous person, so I leaned on some imagery about Justice, Prudence, Courage, etc. to try and illustrate how they don't quite matter or even make a whole lot of sense in my current reality. Grief/loss is a pretty prevalent theme in my songwriting, but it's just extra raw right now. Hence the crying. Lyrics
1. I’ve got nothing left I can balance on That lady with the blindfold is gone Her scale and her sword have nothing more to say It was just us then, it’s just me now Where’s the justice in time running out I’m trying to transcend but it sinks further in every day CHOURUS So I keep company with well-known cons I’m confident they’re my confidants And the pros won’t speak to me They are prone to secrecy And I don’t know if I’ll ever get through it Cause I’ve been the only one swearing them to it 2. There’s no wisdom now, no prudence here If I’m reckless or cautious, I really don’t care This snake and this mirror just slithered nearer to prey I don’t feel courage and I’m not in control I can’t produce faith and I won’t be consoled And I’m losing all hope that I’ll ever know better todays Here's a quick little thing I wrote based on one of my friends who has a monster crush on someone but is too painfully shy to do anything about it. I thought geez, that sounds agonizing. I'm bad at many things (including writing songs in ten minutes), but flirting usually comes pretty easy and thankfully helped me snag a hot little wifey. Lyrics:
1. Asking you to think of me sounds so absurd Girl I could never work up the nerve Your lightning smiles and thunder eyes are elements I crave But I could never bring myself to brave CHORUS Cooked up some big plans for you and I They’re burning up like a pie in the sky We're not getting anywhere but goodbye Once smitten I’m twice shy 2. I could be the one to give love like you deserve But honey I could never work up the nerve Dreams of us superfluous in this reality Being conscious of you made a coward of me CHORUS |
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