I am sure that being a mom of such a big brood has somehow enabled the superpower of being able to multi-task song-writing with running a household. Melody comes easily...pretty chord patterns turn the melody on like water from a faucet. It's the lyrics that are the botheration. I shudder at simple lyrics. I somehow want to impress the listener with clever words. So...with my head full of heavy-handed phrases, I realize it's time to make dinner. The kids all seem to recognize the absent look in my eyes. They stay away when I am writing a new song. I don't ask for any help while I chop carrots and sautee onions...I relish the quiet. Calling everyone for dinner is quite a job. We have kids scattered in the barnyard, in their rooms and at soccer games, but once we all sit down around the table everything seems to comes together. Just like a song. I realize my family has the effortless beauty of a melody, but that the extra effort of a well-planned meal, just like the extra effort of well-placed lyrics, is what makes the song become a masterpiece.
Mary Kaye...Singer, Songwriter and Award-Winning Western Entertainer shares about her life on the road and raising her family in the Great American West. You can follow this blog by posting your email in the box below.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Shhhh....Moms writing a new song!
I am sure that being a mom of such a big brood has somehow enabled the superpower of being able to multi-task song-writing with running a household. Melody comes easily...pretty chord patterns turn the melody on like water from a faucet. It's the lyrics that are the botheration. I shudder at simple lyrics. I somehow want to impress the listener with clever words. So...with my head full of heavy-handed phrases, I realize it's time to make dinner. The kids all seem to recognize the absent look in my eyes. They stay away when I am writing a new song. I don't ask for any help while I chop carrots and sautee onions...I relish the quiet. Calling everyone for dinner is quite a job. We have kids scattered in the barnyard, in their rooms and at soccer games, but once we all sit down around the table everything seems to comes together. Just like a song. I realize my family has the effortless beauty of a melody, but that the extra effort of a well-planned meal, just like the extra effort of well-placed lyrics, is what makes the song become a masterpiece.
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