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Love song.

Thursday, September 10, 2009
Writing A love song is a strange thing. Having something inside you, that is focused solely at one point. It becomes as hot as magnified sunlight, gentle as mist off the ocean as is washes up against a shore and beautiful as leaves blowing in the wind. It can become pain, in such a strong way that it washes over all other feelings that we intended to be there in origin. Emotion in the song is what makes anyone listening connect to it, latching onto any one of the thoughts placed in each verse. A love song is your heart captured on a page. Using the best words you know, in the most eloquent way you can express. It stops time and captures that strange thing.

Life could very well be told in a series of love songs. In all of it's forms, a song could take on the morning coffee you have, the work you finish or the cafe you stop into on your way from the zoo. I could simply write a song about a 5 am trip to Tim Horton's. In my song I would mention the "cars" that were driven by my friend and I as we walked down the middle of the road. I think the chorus, which would be very catchy. Would be about jumping up and then stomping down on the pressure sensor to make the red eyed sentinel change it's gaze, stomping with as much gusto as an ape would need to open a coconut. The Final verse would be where I get the girl, in this instance the girl would be a box of doughnuts. Her embrace would be the smell of the sugar coating and her kiss would be the first bite. Beautiful isn't it.

A silly love song, the idea brings a smile. Sadness accompanies this silly song though, the love that was captured there is of friendship. I have not spoken to this Friend in many years. That is where the real beauty is for myself. I can look back on this time in my senior high, where staying up late and eating junk food was just as prolific as a theological debate. this song will most likely never see pen to page but it doesn't matter, it is a real song with a tune and life in my head.

There is a movie called "Once." a film about moment's of love. A song on a bus tells the history of the lead character "the guy" and how he came to be in Dublin. The song is full of pain, with the loss of a woman he loved who cheated on him, but sang in such a flighty way that you can't halt yourself from smiling. The song is called "broken hearted hoover fixer sucker guy." another song called "Falling slowly" which won an Oscar for best song of the year, is about two strangers who meet and have an electric moment. In this moment time slows to a crawl, as they sit in a music store and the keys of a piano. During the song you can see how the chorus of life alters for both of them. "Guy" likens himself to a broken boat that is in need of new direction, he is given that direction throughout the film with "the girl".

As strange as writing a love song may be, it is fun. Capturing any moment that makes you feel is important. That may be the sappy artist in me talking, but you try and tell me that your heart didn't strum a chord or two the first time you walked down the isle on your wedding day. The day your child walked, talked or reached out their arms for yours. That time you saw the crowd part and a beautiful girl looked through to you and said a lifetime of words in a glance.

We sing, It's in us, apart of us and vital to our interactions. try writing a song down sometime, it never needs to become a hit or even known to anyone but yourself. Something important will happen though. you will capture a very special moment and a week, month, year or ten years down the road you will see it again. In that 8½ by 11 inches of space you will stop and look into a different time. be it joy or pain that is seen, it is a piece of life.

Now get outta here.
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