Dear Pen Pal,

I just got back from songwriting camp. Yes, songwriting camp… Don’t laugh, it was a blast and we had pizza and pillow fights and ghosts stories and… well maybe not ghost stories, but it was a lot of fun and man did I learn a ton of new stuff about writing good songs and making my songs even better. I’ll send you a new mp3 when I make one, OK?

First of all Pen Pal, the camp was organized by this guy named Bill Pere and his wife Kay Pere. They’re two famous people I guess, but they seemed really nice and all so it wasn’t like they were movie stars or the Jonas Brothers. You could talk to them and they talked to you too! Way cool.

I went there to get help with my lyric writing mainly. You know, lyrics are the words to songs and stuff and when I write them it feels like my head is going to explode and I get confused and my lyrics end up sounding stupid. I wanted to learn how to write more easily and with some purpose and I think I got some good ways of doing that. There sure was a lot to write down and talk about!

So you laugh about going away to a camp (or songcrafters’ retreat as Bill and Kay called it) to write songs. But actually it’s a great idea because we were really isolated from everything else – you know – school, the Mall, boyfriends, girlfriends, and we had to really concentrate on writing songs. Bill and Kay sure know their stuff too. It’s a humbling experience (and you know how humble I am Pen Pal – psyche) to play a song in front of a bunch of strangers and then, AND THEN have it dissected and analyzed. But that’s what I went there for. Mom and Dad paid good money so I could get good advice and not to have someone say – Great Job – I can get that from Grandma plus a pinch on the cheek.

The other kids at camp were great too and there was a wide range of experience there. Some kids were just writing their first songs! And there were kids like me that have been writing for a while. Weird thing was that I learned a lot from hearing the inexperienced kids’ songs. I kept thinking – Hey I do that still! Maybe I should jot down some notes! – All of the kids had wonderful talents and there were a few that knocked me out with their songs and voices. Good thing we exchanged addresses – don’t worry Pen Pal, I’ll always write to you!

Bill was a great teacher (you should check out his book Pen Pal it’s called The Songcrafters’ Coloring Book – I love coloring!) and he taught us cool ideas like prosody, semantics and phonetics. I don’t have time to explain them, so go look them up yourself or buy the book! I never really think about a lot of this stuff when I sit down to write a song and it’s probably why my head feels like it’s gonna explode when I am trying to finish a song. But I sure will use it now because it really makes sense and I hate feeling like I’m looking for something in a dark closet when I’m writing (ha that’s funny, a dark closet…).

There were some things I disagreed on with Bill. Like when he said that we should use perfect rhymes as much as possible or that songs that don’t rhyme (which I have some) are a challenge for the audience to listen to. He did add that it depended on your audience make up. Oh yeah, Bill talked a lot about personality types and how that can play into how you write your songs and how an audience digs your songs (or not…). Another thing I never really thought about – the psychology of a song.

I also got a cool vocal lesson from Kay (Bill’s wife). I think I need to go back and get her to teach me more of her stuff. I need to learn how to really make my words be understood and she had some fool-proof techniques for making the words come out right!

Anyways Pen Pal, it was a weekend well spent – new friends, new ideas, new songs to come!

As always – Keep Keepin’ It Real

DG

ps We also did some collaboration which was fun – want to do more…
pps Oh yeah – I’m a member of the CSA, no I’m not a confederate… The Connecticut Songwriter’s Association – check ‘em out!

Sometimes you just gotta write a fun song. You know — one of those songs that don’t make much sense or have a deep meaning. A song that has a good back beat or a groove and is fun to play and sing is always a good addition to any singer-songwriter’s set list.

This song was born out of the phrase: “The girls at the bar…”. I was thinking about the type of girl that comes into a bar after a day of work so she can flirt and dance and have some fun with her friends. But then also that same girl that is here night after night – gets a little dark if you think about it. These are the regulars, the ones who come in to escape the everyday grind and try to figure things out with their fellow drinkers/dancers.

And then there’s me. Where do I, the singer, fit in to all of this? I’m the guy in the corner or on a small stage singing to the lonely few. My little songs of desperation that are meant to lift the spirits of these people. Uh, right. They really just want some background sound to go along with the mood lighting. Then again, the regulars would know me (thank you Billy Joel) and they would glance up every once in a while to acknowledge a song they like.

All in all we would be in that place together sharing an experience. Trying to make sense of it night after night.

This is a first draft acoustic version. I intend to flesh it out with a band and some nifty guitar solos and a bass breakdown. But until then please let me know what you think!

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In Here

I’m sending this one out
To the girls at the bar
A simple song of love
Delivered straight from the heart
They hang out every night
Spending their hard earned wage
Laugh a little, dance a little
They never act their age
- But that’s OK – Yeah that’s alright

‘Cause in here we’re all just
Trying to forget the world outside
In here we’re all together
Trying to make sense of it all
Night after night

I’m sending this one out
To those lovers in the night
An easy backbeat groove
That makes it all feel right
They may not even know it
They may not even care
But it’s love that makes the world go ‘round
So pass some over here
- And turn it on – Yeah turn it up

Me? I’m playing to the lonely few
Playing songs of desperation
And this microphone smells like cigarettes and beer
I look out at the crowd
No one’s paying much attention
But the girls at the bar know that I’m here

I’m sending this one out
To the last ones through the door
15 minutes to closing time
And they’re asking for one more
Too early to go home
One more dance one more drink
The girls smile at me
‘Cause they know I’m gonna sing
- One more song – Nothing wrong

Here’s a song I wrote quite recently that is giving me problems. It’s one of those songs that has certain parts that I like, but then there are also certain parts that I’m not sure fit quite well or that don’t play nice with other parts. What to do? I don’t want to just throw it out. And it’s difficult to rewrite because I’ve created this deep notch that I keep falling back into; I stray a little this way or that and I just come right back to where I began.

Let’s talk about what the lyrics say and maybe we’ll figure this out together, huh?

[The first two stanzas talk about how the singer feels that everything is against him: the world and his age. I have a food/eating metaphor going on. All's well, I like these lyrics.]

I Surrender To Your Love

Sometimes I feel
Like the world’s a hungry mouth
With an appetite
Cold and unsated

Sometimes I feel
Like I’m about to be swallowed up
Just an afterthought
Old and outdated

[Now I introduce the lover/wife/companion who will come to this guy's rescue after a long day of fighting the world and he surrenders to her love. Nice... ok I buy it.]

Then you come to me
You pick me up
You clean and dress my wounds
You whisper softly of better days
And in the pale light
Before the morning comes
I see no difference between the moon and sun
All my wars have been fought and won

Now I surrender to your love
Now I surrender to your love

[Now what happens here? Does she turn on him? She forsakes him? hmmm. But I like the way it sounds. Also he gives in to her and we get that surrender metaphor again. The music picks up a little here as well and drives along in a minor mode for a bit.]

I’m tired of carrying
The weight of this life
I’m tired of running on
The edge of a knife

Lies are forgotten
Lying underneath the truth
Your eyes have forsaken me
I fly a white flag of truce

[This guy is pitiful - He's kind of making excuses for needing to be picked up off the floor. But then again he could also be saying that he's done the best he could, he's tired of fighting and he just wants to sit on the couch and watch Sport Center.]

I’m coming home
I’ve laid down my arms
I never asked to be your hero
And in the pale light
Before the morning comes
I see no difference between the moon and sun
All my wars have been fought and won

Now I surrender to your love
Now I surrender to your love

[Here we are back to the first theme. I like these lyrics a lot. This guy is dreaming of what he really wants out of life materially and spiritually.]

Sometimes I want
Just a little more than what gets me by
A rich man’s dessert
Tasting so sweet

Sometimes I want
What a wise man holds to his heart
An hallelujah
Simple – pure – complete

[But then he comes back to who and what really props him up in life - his companion/lover.]

Then you come to me
You pick me up
You clean and dress my wounds
You whisper softly of better days
And in the pale light
Before the morning comes
I see no difference between the moon and sun
All my wars have been fought and won
Now I surrender to your love
Now I surrender to your love

Do you see what I mean? Maybe I’ll just let this ferment for a year and come back to it? I’ve been playing it at gigs and people say they like it. Take a listen and let me know what you think.

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It’s never easy to say good-bye, especially at an airport where you usually do not have the luxury to linger. I was intrigued when I saw this posted to Twitter recently: “Had coffee with my husband at the airport this morning, a date without the kids for the first time in a long time.” (That’s 117 characters by the way). This was posted by Pam Slim, a person I follow on Twitter who is an entrepreneur, wife and mother. She travels a lot as does my wife and her posting hit home. I typed back that that line sounded like a song and I wrote it down in my journal. After looking at the line for a few days I knew that there was a story in there. It may not be Pam’s story or even my story, but I’m sure this happens all too often: one spouse goes and one souse stays to make sure there is something to come back to. What are the feelings involved? Loneliness, regret, resentment, guilt, nostalgia? The list could go on and on. I also thought about the person leaving and how they have one side at home and one side that is committed to the trip to where ever they are headed. The one constant throughout this scene is love: love on the other side of good-bye, love on the other side of the person who is leaving.

This is a demo recording and the thing I’ve noticed is that I don’t think I should be singing this song. Perhaps this is more a song suited to a female voice? What do you think?

Peace -

Darryl

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The Other Side of You

I just had coffee with you in the airport
Waitin’ for your plane
A date without the kids
The first one in I can’t remember when
Another week-long business trip
They’re callin’ your flight to leave
And I miss you already
I can’t let go of your hand

There are so many ways to interpret this scene
We pick the one that makes us feel alright
Say good-bye, see you soon, just make me believe
That our love isn’t a lie
This love isn’t a lie

‘cause on one side you go
One side you stay
One side you know what is true
One side’s your heart
One side’s your fate
But my love will be waiting on the other side of you

The kids are in bed but they’ve been askin’
When you’d be comin’ home
Please stop by the gift shop
Those little things help them forgive
Our bed is half empty
I put a pillow where you usually sleep
I turn out the light, check the time
It’s too late for my wish

Are you as lost as I am with out you
Do you ever ask what we’re working for
College tuition, Disney Land trips
It seems we always want more
It seems we always want more

‘cause on one side you go
One side you stay
One side you know what is true
One side’s your heart
One side’s your fate
But my love will be waiting on the other side of you

I just want to dance
Like we did that first night
Where did the moments go
In our hands then out of sight
Out of sight out of mind

‘cause on one side you go
One side you stay
One side you know what is true
One side’s your heart
One side’s your fate
But my love will be waiting on the other side of you

hiding under the covers? –

I have had two successive discussions about doing cover songs recently. The first was with my songwriter’s circle and the second was with myself as I listened to Roseanne Cash talk about her new CD “The List” on NPR’s Fresh Air. Each time I have been confronted with how difficult it is to do a cover song right. There are a lot of bands/performers that cover a song just to have it in their songbook as filler for their second set and then there are artists that cover songs because they want to perform a great song.

The discussion I had with my Songwriter’s Circle was centered around how we can take a cover and transform it. The song that we were tossing about was AC/DC’s “You Shook Me All Night Long”. That hard rockin’ song is difficult to do on acoustic guitar and have it sound like AC/DC. Well then, that’s the point: don’t allow it to sound like AC/DC. So we played it slower and with a bluegrass edge to it and man did it sound great! All of a sudden I started to really hear the lyrics and feel the intent of the song.

The discussion I had with myself as I listened to Roseanne Cash involved honesty and soul. If you’re going to sing classic country songs that everyone knows, then you had better understand your reason for singing it. How are you, the singer, going to make an audience hear this song differently from the way we are used to hearing it? Do you really understand the lyrics and can you convey the meaning to an audience that may understand them a totally different way.

I have a few covers in my working songbook that I take out every once in a while. The latest song I’ve added is “One” by U2 and I am struggling with it. First of all how do I make it mine? How do I change it up with out ruining a beautiful melody and lyric? And how do I make it travel from the first line to the last line like Bono does? And – how do I create atmosphere with my acoustic guitar the way The Edge does with his electric and a lot of delay?

In my head I had a picture of Tom Waits doing this song. What would he do? Slow it down? Be more accusatory in his tone? Speak some of the lines? I tried to approach it from this angle. I also have a lower voice than Bono does so I couldn’t do the vocal calisthenics that he does and that gave me another indication that I should think of Waits.

The more times I sung the lyrics the more I felt the real anger that was hidden between the lines. Even though Bono sings this in a ballad style, I felt that there needed to be some punch to a few of the lines so that the person being sung to (and about) really gets hit in the face with the words.

I’m still working on this One, but check out the video of me and let me know what you think. I take the covers I do very seriously and I try to find a balance between original interpretation and keeping true to the writer’s intent.

Peace

~Darryl

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