Saturday Seven

I’m gonna experiment with some little “about me” posts which will hopefully lead to link-up opportunities in the future.

 

 

Seven Songs You Love Right Now.

Lost in My Mind – The Head and the Heart

Stars – fun.

You Ain’t Alone – Alabama Shakes

I Get a Kick Out of You – Frank Sinatra

Wild at Heart – Gloriana

Down in the Valley – The Head and the Heart

Something Good Can Work – Two Door Cinema Club

Six Silly Facts.

I can’t whistle.

I can’t snap my fingers.

I’ve tried to change my name twice.

I make up songs constantly.

I hate wearing bras.

I have reoccurring dreams about working on a cruise ship as a professional ventriloquist.

Five Favorite Movies.

Breakfast at Tiffany’s

UP

Anchorman

The Artist

Devil Wears Prada

Four Places to Go.

Buenos Aires

London

India

Thailand

Three Stories.

Divergent

Pride and Prejudice

Romans

Two Beloved Board Games.

Mad Gab

Life

One Wish.

To be happy.

Songwriting

I never plan to write and it always happens at the most inopportune times (nowhere near a pen and paper, in the middle of the forest, or when I should be writing a lit paper).  Words and phrases just come out and before you know it, I’m in front of my piano banging out random keys until something starts to come together.  Most of the time I get stuck and end up with a line or two, maybe a couple of chords to go with it.  It’s so frustrating, this incompleteness.  But maybe it’s better to leave some things open-ended.  This is what I’m working on now, the melody isn’t there, but I’m hoping that stepping back and giving it some breathing room will help.

 

You let your hair grow long

I always liked it like that

Does she like it that way too?

You’re taller

And more put together

It’s weird not knowing you

 

You’ve given her more miles

Shown her more places

Maybe you’ve changed

And all I can say is

 

Maybe I’ve changed too

 

You let your mind race

So typical of you

Does she make you nervous?

You push

And pull it all down

Trying to make it perfect

 

You’ve given her more time

Strung along with more patience

Have you really changed?

All I can say is

 

Maybe I haven’t changed at all