I’m excited…in a nice kind of way. About 6 weeks ago I contacted a fellow who makes music. I guess that’s the right term for some one who imagines a melody, commits it to paper, then expands on it with accompaniment, and finally puts it all together into a musical composition. Of course if a handsome young man or a beautiful lady comes along and sings it with a full orchestra filling a grand venue with wonderful music all in a way that curls your toes, we would have the perfection collaboration. But I am getting ahead of myself.
For now, I am happy that my songwriter friend has taken my lyrics and merged them with a melody into a song. That alone is enough to awaken my creaky old bones, and put a hitch in my get along. I’m late to the feast where all this takes place, but I have 30 or 40 more lyrics in rough format that can be converted pretty much to lyrical format at anyone’s beck and call. I just need that first one to hum along while I am driving or while doing any activity that suggests life is happening once again. Yes!
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