Wednesday, 23 September 2009

I write the songs that make the whole world run away

Ah bollocks. Every time a new song starts forming in my head, usually late at night while lying in bed (often drunk) or first thing in the morning on the bus (often hungover), and I start thinking I'm onto something, some song comes along and craps all over it.

I'll never be a great songwriter. For one, I can only write anything half-decent when I'm either deliriously happy or utterley miserable.

Right now my emotions are such a fucking rollercoaster that I can't stay in one headspace long enough to write anything. The music I love the most doesn't inspire me to write, it just tells me that nothing I do can ever be this good. What's the point if it can't be that good? I don't want to write anything half-arsed.

When I get a song in my head, I don't get melodies or notes or basslines. I get the whole fucking thing. I don't have the ability to pick it apart and hear individual bits. I get the way it looks and feels, but how can I explain that to a guitarist or a bass player? Maybe I should draw it.

I want to do something new outside of Pocketbooks, with a new set of people, but they will just think I'm bonkers.

Someone invent an internal dictaphone?

0 comments:

Post a Comment