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...
Alex composes instrumental music. When he wanted to write his first song he asked me to write the lyrics. That was about a year ago. I never heard from him again. Out of a sudden he now sent his first song. He also has added notes as to the subject. The...
"Power" is my working title. As yet there are neither words nor notes. All there is is a little guitar exercise for training power chords - hence the provisional title. I intend to start from there. Never mind my poor guitar playing, I'm a dilettante,...
... then it's time to celebrate. When your song has become famous, is produced on CD, and is being played on radio stations, then it is time to make sure that your share of the big profit finds the right pocket, i.e. yours. Radio stations, discos, shopping...
I wrote this song - yes, a song with a melody and all - in 2001. Therefore, it actually doesn't belong here. But since I'd mentioned it the other day ... My niece found my early songs much too dark and negative. She may have thought of songs like "passage"...
Most of my texts actually have a melody, if only in my head. The melody for the chorus of "terminal disease" was there together with the words, there was no first or after. Again, when I had the idea for the first line of the first verse, I had a melody...
Last night I was woken by the sounds of a brawl. That's how I got the idea for the Motorplanet song which still lacked a topic. At about 2:30 am I wrote down these lines: there were angry shouts there was a scream sudden silence in the night went to sleep...
Maybe I was wrong about producers after all. After "take off" I've received another tune that requires matching lyrics. And more are in the pipeline. Song #2 is supposed to have a summerly atmosphere and deal with 'making off' (I'll probably have to find...
While I was working on my backing tracks - basically just assembling the different guitar parts - I wrote lyrics as well during a break. Quick ones, that I called "Fury on the warpath". By the way, I have the impression that my spontaneous lyrics are...
"Misfit" - not "no reason". "Misfit" lifts the mist of obscurity a little but the text remains vague enough (I love vague): WHAT exactly is wrong with 'you' remains unclear. you tried to talk you tried to explain but all your efforts were always in vain...
Over a couple of weaks I gathered verses for a new text with the working title "old age". These are the verses (I added the third only a few minutes ago): a girl enters the room one of the candy stripers she switches on the light she's come to change...
I'm writing for two young ladies at the moment, Katharina and Yasmin, both with a decidedly commercial focus. The outcome is undecided, of course: will they accept or reject my lyrics, will they eventually produce the songs, will the songs be published?...
The stuff that I write myself comes with a 'creative commons licence'. That means, I give it away for free as long as it is not used commercially. At the moment, I am co-writing lyrics with Sonya from Hot Mama. At the same time I'm writing for a professional...
... will be the new title of the former "let's bully him". Someone told me that the term "bully" refers to schoolyard thugs, not to older ones, so my lyrics, namely the verses, did not fit. I'm not that sure, since the dictionaries seem to define it differently....
... of "will you fancy me". The line in the first verse now goes at unsuitable moments your image pops up in my mind ("impossible" did not exactly hit what I wanted to express) When I checked the meter by imagining the lyrics sung, I also changed the...
It's a bit weird: I write lyrics that I offer others to set to music, or I write lyrics to match tunes others have already written. Yet when I record a song myself I nearly always begin with the guitar track with not the faintest ideas as for a tune or...
Going back to the myth I rewrote the text yet another time, making it all mine :-) And I'll name it "Medusa" after all. As in "Spartacus", "Ganymede", and "Phoenix" the title does not occur anywhere in the lyrics but serves as an interpretation aid. The...
the 'story' so far: walk in the light - or - dance in the light two and a half verses for "walk in the light" I don't walk in the light any longer but I stand in the light. That seems to me to make more sense. And I decided to title the song "I dance...
an abundance of colours to please my eyes my lover beside me to still my lust a beautiful world lying under blue skies my lover beside me who I can trust Oh, I walk in the light ... an abundance of sounds to please my ears my lover beside me to still...
This is actually another "lyric in progress" as it is not already finished. The text has been lyring around since a couple of weeks: VERSE you don't look | that great today with your hangover grumpy mood better get | close to the toilet bowl in case you're...
Title: like this was the last day I listen to the bick'ring brook and look out for a trout I let my gaze wander to watch the birches sprout a ladybird has gone astray and landed on my knee a squirrel rushes up the tree to eye me warily like this was the...
the beauty of your eye that beholds my soul the beauty of your mind that beholds my soul My own lines had reminded me of Walt Whitman, now these lines remind me of Ralph Vaughan Williams setting Walt Whitman's words to music ;-) Recommended Reading: Walt...
No, I didn't know that expression. I found it in a dictionary. But after John Lennon used it, I think it's okay that I use it, too. Blues-Rock, female vocals: I need your love, Babe I need you right here with me tonight I need your love so much, (Babe,)...
Verse 1: how much I long for some sleep and some rest while I'm awaiting the night's blackness lurking behind the mist The line "the night's blackness" has got a bit awkward - the stress should have lain on the last syllable - but will have to do, at...
Gaby died of lung cancer at the age of 22. Before she went to hospital for the last time she visited her friends for a farewell. In a letter that she wrote during her last days she confided to my later wife that what was tearing at her most was having...
This morning the land was - yet again - covered in snow. All white! Beautiful! It's still winter, you see. We'd nearly forgotten, it had felt like spring already. all white snow covers traces snow covers dirt beautiful white places everything unhurt the...
