Hey, curious one. You’ve found your way to my music page. Music is something that I have a very strange relationship with. I studied voice and music education. At the time I was learning that stuff, I also taught myself to play guitar and upright bass. I compose songs and perform music in front of other people.
I think I like music but in order for me to enjoy a song or composition, I need to be in the right frame of mind. Everything needs to be just so. Not the music though. I can be persuaded to like something even if it is deeply flawed. I am absolutely capricious in this way. I’m still figuring out what art is. Sometimes I’ll be watching a movie with my kid and there will be a cheesy song. It may have trite vapid lyrics, it may have the most predictable musical structure possible, but if I’m seeing her experience it for the first time, I might cry.
Here’s a song I wrote and recorded myself playing.
One year on Mothers Day I got the idea to record this for my Mom. I first heard this song when I was in Middle School. I didn’t really know what was going on back then but I knew enough to know that the themes in the song applied to me. I would sing it to her and it always put a smile on her face. Listening to this again really brought me back. It took me a month to get right.
Here’s another one. I wrote a blog post about it here.
I’m still writing.