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What a journey to get to this composition. It started as a song story during yet another local Costa Coffee visit... As I was sipping my 'americano' I was noting potential ideas. It just happened so that I had a country like guitar riff playing on the headphones inspiring me to a bunch of verses. On my way home, as I was crossing carpark, I came up with a melody and quickly recorded it on my phone. The rest of the journey I was checking Spotify for banjo instrumentals... bopping and swinging along the canal paths.
When I revisited this idea months and months later, I faced a few hurdles... First, I don't play banjo nor do I have one. Second, there are no banjo players anywhere among the people that I know. Third, my keyboard doesn't hold banjo option. I had to come up with an alternative. By chance I tried my luck with organ and I loved the unorthodox sound.
Making this song was super challenging. I practiced a different singing approach, more towards story telling which then changed into gospel vocals - CRAZY! As someone who is so insecure about vocal ability and it's delivery, the realisation that I certainly can give this a go as long as I set an ''appropriate'' setting for my voice, was super uplifting for my persona. I mean felt like I resolved a singing block by facing the edges of my perceived vocal limitation. In fact, this new found courage to not always hide my average choir-voice is a result of deciding to do vocal lessons. My teacher asks me to do things I would not dare and, sure, I miss a lot... but haven't died of embarrassment. Actually, I tend to laugh a lot when I skew sounds into scales that don't exist. Who knows, I just may be becoming a better person.
It has been nearly six months since I started to actively record and produce my music ideas in a make shift home studio. I have gone such a long way... From not knowing how to work with a recording software to figuring it out step by step. God bless, UA-cam videos...
Half a year to learn about my courage and limitations.
Lyrics for 'Free-Dom'
I don't fear narrow places anymore.
With sand spilling in my core, I've oh, oh,
Manipulated myself into seeing the fall.
The fall of abyss into an eternal flow.
Counting moments of pure joy
Despite feeling like I did that wrong
By making each moment somehow into work.
This body rages war at night time in New York.
The old days of unknowingness felt safe.
Felt a lot lighter, see, my mother then,
Must have said this right.
Don't go digging a gravesite in plain light.
Pulled a ball of lightning once
It passed right through my hands.
As a shallow river banks on the rain (every day)
I too put a prayer out (show me the way).
Mother may feel better at her place (fence up)
Not willing skeletons in her closets space.
Though it's me now unravelling ancestry (no)
With time print stamps on troubles unseen.
Irony is not lost on me, certainly.
In her way that's just scenery of life's gallery.
Unwilling to see poor old me...
At least there are glimpses of free (dom-dom)
Saying Freedom...
Free-Dom-dah-dad-deeh-dah
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