I’ve posted before about sketch books haven’t I? As have other bloggers here.
My sketch book has been untouched for several weeks now, other than the odd scribbled note or phone number. Why is this? I think it is because I have resolved things. I know what I need to do for the final show, so I’m doing it. I know what to make and how to make it, and more importantly for me, given my history in these matters, how to show it and where.
I have other ideas in my head of course, but I daren’t put them down just yet, for fear of derailing my thoughts in this crucial time. I suppose that’s why I’m blogging instead. Somehow I can do words but not pictures. The pictures conflict with the other pictures, and I get confused. But I can rattle away here and it’s ok. Is it a right brain/left brain thing do you think?
It is the same when I’m writing, I can’t listen to songs, but I can listen to instrumentals. The words of what I’m hearing get tangled up in the words I’m writing.
I talk a lot about the music I listen to, treating you to lists and links to my favourites. Over the last 2 weeks I have hardly listened to anything else but my own song. I am in fear that it is a fragile thing that will get washed away in my busy brain. That I will have an idea so ethereal that it will float away on the tide of music from someone stronger. A little perfect 3-note harmony, that will go POOFF! when faced with the might of a proper song.
The last recording has now been done, Dan is mixing it all up beautifully, while I nod and bravely say what I think. Sometimes I still have to be brave. I think I’ve got a way to go yet before you could call me a bossy songwriter/producer, but I’m getting there!
So now I visit iTunes again…
I started with a little bit of Agnes Obel, to break me in gently… chuck in a bit of Dan Whitehouse, to nod and say thank you…a bit of old Elbow, Asleep in the back… now feeling in the mood for something a bit meaty… Red Hot Chilli Peppers maybe -bass that plays your guts? I’m open to suggestions!
