Monday, March 26, 2007


Writers block is the most annoying sensation that I regularly experience in my life. The odd thing is that it’s usually not a full on block, it should be renamed, ‘Good Writing Block.’

I write this right now because I am laying on the floor with a laptop on my belly typing this as I stare up at an open session in ProTools trying to come up with lyrics. The song, as in the music bed for vocals is pretty much done, and frankly, I love the song and I have a hope for the song. I already have the female vocalist in mind who I will track with, but the lyrics are killing me.

It is a dance track, but it has acoustic drums playing a house four on the floor beat. One of my goals for my next album is to incorporate more of a rock sound because both rock and dance are fairly stagnant right now, so I am going for kind of a hybrid that both sides will probably reject–but that is beside the point. The acoustic kit sounds massive and with the electronic elements I think I have something going here. One of my friends jokes that all of my tracks makes him want to climb a mountain or go jogging, and I take that as a compliment, and this one is no different, it’s over the top. It’s joyful, it’s a fun song, but my lyrics right now sound as if someone just put my junk in a grinder.

I am not depressed, I am happy, but everything I have written suggests otherwise. When I wrote this song, my inspiration was a Giorgio Moroder penned Donna Summers song called ‘I Feel Love.’ I love the soaring vocals over the sequenced ARP and while the song really doesn’t sound like ‘I Feel Love’ it does have a very busy music bed that I want the vocals to float over. However, I am going syllable crazy. I am jamming depressing existential lyrics that are way too busy.

I will explain something right now. I am scared of writing pure dance songs because they are cheesy. Trance murdered itself with the level of cheese it packed into songs (What is a castle in the sky anyway?) much the way disco did. I firmly believe a dance song can have meaning. William Orbit accomplished this with Madonna’s Ray of Light album, and Moby has from time to time as well. I am trying to write a song that goes beyond a floating ethereal vocal.

However, I can’t even seem to write cheese, it is all or nothing with the depression here. Maybe it’s because I can’t seem to write songs about nothing even if they aren’t cheesy, and when I write a song about how I feel, it comes out complicated and confused. Maybe it’s because I am trying to write a relational tune, and I haven’t had a relationship in like 3 years. Frankly, I have never written a relational song that didn’t have some horrible ironic twist, which is pretty indicative of every relationship I have ever been in.

Maybe I just need a girlfriend.

NO! ::banging head against floor::

Heterosexuality can be a drag….