For this song, I had an image in my head of a soldier going out on a night mission that he does’t expect to come back from. It was somewhere in a jungle – maybe an American soldier in Vietnam? Continue reading
For some reason, this one came out much more “folky” sounding than usual. It’s about how I always want something that’s not quite here in front of me. Not like it’s bad to want something, but it gets exhausting when I’m always reaching and never happy where I am. “Once I sell my house, I’ll be happy.” “Once I make an album, I’ll be happy.” And in the meantime, I’m unhappy (although trying to distract myself). Continue reading
I really didn’t know what I was going to write about today. I thought about writing a “typical” love song, and then it started to turn into a song narrated by a perennial moocher, trying to scam money/attention from someone romantically. I also really liked the idea of a song called “What You Up To?” It tickled me. Continue reading
I’m in the process of selling my house in Atlanta. Yesterday, I got an offer on the house, but it was very low (like, less than I still owe on the house low). My realtor suggested I nonetheless counter their offer. “How much should I counter with?” I asked. She then asked me what’s the lowest I would be willing to walk away from the house with.
For this song, I was thinking about the phrase, “Love is a verb.” I’ve often wondered about it. Obviously, the word “love” is technically both a noun and a verb, but this phrase implies that it is something you do for someone (as opposed to something you feel for them). To me, it’s always come off a bit like, “What have you done for me lately?” or “You’re not doing enough to make me feel loved.” Continue reading
And here’s today’s song. This was inspired by one of today’s Humans of New York posts.
I’ve been trying to write a song a day, and I’ve decided to start sharing them as I write them. I make no promises about the quality of the songs (only the quantity). Here’s one I wrote today – it was inspired when a friend posted a quote from an Anne Carson poem, “I want to be unbearable.”