Saturday, September 7, 2013

Ohhh Fall.

It could be just me, but I really feel that the transition into Fall is when I feel most inspired.  Maybe there's something in us, that alerts us to all the changes outside, and really gets things ticking creatively.  All I know, is that I love it.  I recently realized that the same thing happened last year about this time.

Along with cravings for Pumpkin Spice Lattes and the endless search for a beautiful pair of boots, start the urges for paints and canvas to paint on.  Urges to chop off my hair, and then dye it purple.  Then there's the melodies.  

Well the melodies just start flowing, and haven't stopped.     

As mentioned in my last post, I was working on an original.  Well I finished and performed it, at the benefit I had also mentioned.  Well now there are 2 more songs.  So much is happening in my head, that makes me realize if I were in fact a signed artist, I would need to do my writing on a seasonal basis.  I also have a routine that I now do, that really helps get things flowing.  

Very dim lighting, and a scented candle are my absolute "Musts".  It also must be night-time (Once a night owl, ALWAYS a night owl).  I also have to be comfortable.  In other words, no restrictive clothing, and my face washed, and hair completely out of my face.  Kind of weird, right?  For some reason, being completely natural, and "clean-feeling" really help.  Last but not least...QUIET!  I'm sure my poor neighbors wish the same as I pound on my keys until all hours of the night.  These are the key components that aid me in getting lost in my own little world, and awayyyy I go.  It was so much easier to do when I was a child.  

My latest song, reminds me of something that would be played in "Game of Thrones".  Only the melody though, certainly not the lyrics.  For some terrible and very confusing reason, I keep seeing Joffrey when I start playing the bass line, and I haven't decided if that's a good thing or not.  I'm also hoping my brain didn't dig up a melody from watching the show back when it was airing, and it turns out to be the same thing.  Perhaps I have some seasons to re-watch.  

Either way, this all excites me greatly.  I performed onstage with my piano live for the first time.  I was horrified, and yes, I made mistakes, but I loved it.  I felt alive.  I feel an inner voice pressing me to get out there more, and try to do more live performances.  Really put myself out there.  

Also, more happiness, and something I found by complete surprise:

Something I certainly cannot miss.  

On that note, here's some good music for the night:
 Isn't it beautiful?

Guten Nacht.

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