I describe my ongoing lyrics writing projects. Where I get my ideas, how I match my words with other people's music, which little helpers I use...
I had put down quite a choice of lines, these seem to fit best for the bridge: don't you think that you're forgiven when you do me and we screw don't you think that I'll forget just because I'm doing you "you do me" - "I do you" may not be the most sophisticated...
Maybe it's a compensation for reading a rather stupid romance, maybe it's because it's so long since I've last heard from the hard rockers from MotorPlanet... Anyway, I felt like writing something agressive. RhymeZone helped me rhyming burst mode strolling...
Gilgamesh on SoundClick Done in an hour the recording is far less then perfect, but then, all my recordings are I tried to at least delete the hissing of the amplifier, that's why it sounds somewhat "funny". And I didn't succeed in concealing the popping...
"Carpe diem" is my credo. Actually I have added the rest of the line, so it reads "carpe diem quam minimum credula postero". I'm still not sure if the added part strengthens or lessons Horaz' statement. I'll leave it in - although the common "carpe diem"...
Communication has two sides, a sender and a receiver. What the receiver 'sees' in a communication need not be what the sender meant. Lyrics have words, songs trigger emotions. What the listeners perceive and feel need not reflect what the songwriter thought...
.. to match his music. This time I not only have the music with sung nonsense lyrics but also a text that Fabio had written himself but discarded. This I can use a my 'template' to match my own words with. I then use the music to double-check, namely...
I'm not even sure if I'm supposed to write these lyrics after Stasy from Hot Mama already had a try at it. Maybe that after accepting two of my lyrics Hot Mama might make it three ;-) I'm not at all interested in car racing, hence I have no inkling of...
they shot a missile 'cross my day I watched my thoughts fade away I'm hoisting up the flag of truce though I was told there was no use I found my lover in my bag I pulled her out to have a shag they took my hand, stowed it away I've got another, so that's...
... will be the title for the lyrics I had temporarily called "old age". I wrote a bridge today, although I must admit that it is not exactly the best bridge I've ever written. There is no twist and no surprise, I basically repeat in other words what...
There were several helpful comments on "off-season" and "let's bully him". I was never content with the latter because no bully would ever express it that way. I will probably rename that text "let's rough him up" - and also avoid the line that directly...
I have a 'secret' objective: I intend to prepare publishing a complete collection of all lyrics I've written so far as soon as I've accomplished writing 333 unique lyrics, that is excluding rewrites and co-writes (which I will publish in the same collection...
I wrote two choruses because I was not happy with my first version. My first version: the sun is out, the world is open to us [clumsy to sing, stress on the "to"] see new things, let us travel far and wide [-2 syllables/notes] why should we want to stay,...
I had posted "Beco" on several discussion boards. Although there were very few reactions, there was one particular remark that helped me improve the chorus. risks are taken all limits broken breaking loose tires lose their grip a wall is hit this is bad...
I did the 'meter-check' and decided that I can leave the lyrics as they are. Just one miniature twist: I just point out | what is obvious ["is" instead of just "'s" gains me an additional syllabe that makes this line fit better] I also observed that "see...
Remember, it's supposed to be about running away and have a summerly feel. I've mainly collected synonyms for "running away", but I may actually leave it at "run away" after all because that phrase actually occurs in the Gibberish-singing that I received...
That was a quick one. Well, actually I wrote the first verse yesterday evening, so I've not been THAT quick. When I put the pieces together I changed the order of the first two verses. I also made the girl in the now first verse second person, so the...
Two verses: hasn't been my day today the odds stacked against me all I touched I seemed to break a dressing-down at work it was all shame on me because once more, I was too late ... and you know, I was looked down on I was bedded on roses my life has...
Yet again I have a backing track with no matching lyrics - as far as I can make out at the moment. I recorded and edited the track sometime earlier this year and only rediscovered it recently when I was about to record the vocals for "lifelong pleasure"....
Do you remember "Mr. D."? I mean "my" Mr. D.: no, Mr. D., I won't dance with you today just watch me bouncing 'round, and listen what I say Mr. D., I won't dance with you today no, Mr. D., I won't dance with you today In the second verse it says: how...
I am done with the lyrics index and only intended to add a few subject indexes over the weekend to make it easier for composers to identify viable lyrics for their project. Yet meanwhile four more lyrics are written or in the pipe-line: After "dirty Dick"...
I did a little fine-tuning, and that was that: my private data is all out - there => my private data inow s all out there I'm losing track of my path somehow => I keep losing track of my path somehow [no real improvement on the meter, actually, just an...
I'm bringing this from my trip to Hamburg where I attended a family celebration: the salmon hunting bear the roaring lion's might the pregnant zebra mare the small mosquito's bite the forests, lush and green the hunter's sense of smell the tortoise beetle's...
"... may make it to what?", you might ask. To full blown lyrics is what I meant. I've not had a hit so far, there is not even a properly produced CD or so (the Selfastrays are about to change this, at least). I'm happy if my lyrics reach some kind of...
This could become the chorus of yet another text. At the moment it's just an entry for the 'scrap-book' as there is no story behind it yet: we're in this together we cannot escape come rain and bad weather it will be our fate at the end of our tether...
This is what I have put down so far orientating myself by Stasy's draft. The two verses (?) should be fine. As for the longer part I don't know. Stasy also had a kind of outro dealing with Beco's death. Go! the green flag is up nerves of steel will win...
