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This project was devised because it seemed for a long time as I turned on the radio I could not avoid hearing songs of love that depicted a very short beginning of development only to end as quickly as it began.
There was very little emphasis on a kind of forever love that a lot of people are seeking. At least I know that is something I always wanted.
Flings are nice, one night-stands are an art all their own, booty calls have there place, but when I am in the mood for love, I don't want to have to think about where my lover is going to be with the night ends and the day begins. I was never the jealous type anyway. Always felt if I was not enough for my lover, there would be others. Never looked for it either and certainly would not sing a song that spoke of replacing them.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQY93912DJI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-x7eZOdBFM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nt005WD3rKA <<<These three songs, when listened to in order as I have them listed tell a nice story, it is open-ended so anyone can add their own conclusion or just continue the theme. I like to think continuation of a motif and a push for more is where real lyrics come from.>>>
I remember jamming Tokyo Hotel when I was growing up https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HEvF8QLoYY and I can say they have had a good influence on my artistic developement. At least with love songs and Dream Machines.
Loved me some T.A.T.U. "There not going to get us," and Paramore: Decode, the guitar rifts would take me to places I could always only dream of. When I think of love I really can forget about FlyLeaf "All Around Me."
I wanted to develope a song that could challange Regina Spektor's idea of "Fedelity," I might have failed but it was worth a try. Does anyone remember Alanis Morissette - Ironic, man that song was hard to combat when trying to keep a girl-friend. Can you imagine having to beat the radio up when you come home because Natalie Imbruglia is blaring all over the house and she is stuffing her face with ice-cream after comparing you to all of her last relationships.
You have to pack all the bags while she cries, carry her to the car, drive far to the woods, pull out the hermonica and sings songs you've worked on for a year to show you remembered what it was like to finally fall in love and what the first kiss was like.