Music

“Who Knows?” video

I made a silly video to go along with my latest song. I put it on YouTube and have embedded it here for you to enjoy, as well. All the video clips come from the free video clip library of Clip Champ. I couldn’t find a way to give credits for each individual clip, as no data on who created them was available via the Clip Champ interface. It was fun putting it together in Clip Champ, which is a Microsoft app that I’d never used before. There are over 1800 free clips I could choose from to make this.

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“Who knows?”

So, I’ve not written many songs or poetry lately. But, the other day, after doing a five hour loving-kindness retreat the day before, the lyrics to this started coming to me while I was in the shower. I tried to ignore them at first, thinking, this is silly. Then I thought, why not have some fun. So, here is a silly song about who knows what.

I had fun coming up with the rhymes that day, although I can’t vouch for their originality. They worked in my song, too, at least, but I have no idea what part of the sky they fell out of. Today, I came up with variations on the melody for each of the verses. My kitty joined me during one of the choruses, which I thought was cute and didn’t edit out. He knows, too. Sometimes more than I do, for sure.

No one ever knows what to expect in Michigan weather. This year, February had some warm days in the high 60s, and now in March it is freezing. That explains the third verse; the rest I’ll let you figure out.

Here in the shower, spinning in circles,
Trying to warm myself up,
Skin like a raisin,
Eczema blazing,
Knock knock, I know, hurry up;
Knock knock, I know hurry up.

Oh, I know, oh, I know.
Oh, I know, oh, I know.

What do you say to the one who has nothing?
Wow, oh, I’m sorry, that sucks.
As they stare in dismay,
Try to hide the display,
Of your row of impeccable ducks;
Of your row of impeccable ducks.

Oh, you know, oh, you know.
Oh, you know, oh, you know.

February teased us, gratuitous temptress,
Soon spring would be singing along,
March hit us blindsided,
Our hopes are derided,
Icicle weather prolonged;
Icicle weather prolonged.

Oh, we know, oh, we know.
Oh, we know, oh we know.

Be a good hamster, run on your wheel,
Working so hard just to try,
But what is enchanted,
Yet can’t be decanted,
Open your heart to the sky;
Open your heart to the sky.

Oh, who knows, oh, who knows?
Oh, who knows, oh, who knows?

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Meander

This is a duet for violin and cello. I started writing this in 2016 when I was taking composition lessons. My teacher asked me to come up with a melody and write a counterpoint for it. My first try wasn’t very good, so she helped me write the first part of the counterpoint (the cello part).

Years later, I revisited the song and decided to revive it. On piano, I worked out the melody and what I remembered of the counterpoint to the first part, which my teacher helped me write. This is very similar to that version, but there are a few slight changes. I then reworked the melody to be easier to write counterpoint for the rest of it and finally worked out a new counterpoint for the rest of it. It only took me 7 years.

I continue to have melodies come to me, and I sing them into my phone if I like them. At times, I turn them into simple songs for piano or cello that I play in the privacy of my home. Once in a while, I work one up and turn it into a composition for multiple instruments. I use Finale as my composition software, and the ones I post here are the playback using Garritan virtual instruments.

I find great joy and satisfaction from this process when I am able to engage in it.

Image by MrsKirk72 from Pixabay

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Great Pandemic Living

Oh, this great pandemic living,
Not going anywhere,
Stay away from people,
Got to clean the air.

Oh, this great pandemic living,
Wear a mask and wash your hands,
Been doing it for years now,
Will it ever end?

Because yes, I’m still COVIDing, COVIDing, COVIDing,
Be COVIDing for the rest of my life,
You may think it’s over; for me, it never ends,
I’ll be COVIDing until the day I die.

Because yes, I’m still COVIDing, COVIDing, COVIDing,
Be COVIDing for the rest of my life,
You may think it’s over; for me, it never ends,
I’ll be COVIDing until the day I die.

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Still alive

The only reason I’m still alive is music.
Although soon I must take my leave of life.
But before I go,
If you care to know,
The only reason I’m still alive is music.

The only reason I’m still alive is music.
The little tunes that pop into my head,
Breathe into me a light,
Without which I can’t fight,
And I know I’ll stay alive for music.

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