A short and storybook-like story written by me — this was inspired by some modern-day scenarios and situations like the idealization of beauty, conforming to social standards, and interracial relationships (or loving in spite of differences).
There once lived a Raven. Its suede body was glossed over beautifully with a shade of midnight black. It blended into the dark recesses of the darkest night, and you’d gaze at its piercing color as it flew in the light of day. When the people of the village saw a raven, they quietly hushed down as they peered from their window sills, and closed their windows in a soft, sad whisper. The Raven did not know why, and the Raven continued to grow to wonder why and why.
There once lived a Dove. Its feathers and wings were thoroughly washed with silky white, and it carried the youthful forever promises of love, because love itself was draped richly with ribbons and dainty pink primroses. The Dove blended softly into the lustrous locks and streaks of the airy clouds, and glinted with an entrancing twinkle at night. When the people of the village saw a dove, they quietly hushed down as they peered from their window sills, and opened their windows in a soft, excited whisper, nudging “here, here,” offering the little amount of bread that they had.
“But you know that there’s something you need / Yearning for The One to sit down and read / Your whole world has been monochrome / Only now you drip with color tones” are clever, and the harmonies are definitely sounding better than before!
Ah, thanks! I think having a strong and simple theme was helpful in focusing the lyric’s direction. :D There weren’t much harmonies in here, but I’m definitely trying to improve on vocal parts by being self aware until I could get someone to teach what I need to learn.
- person: so what music are you into?
- me: are you sure you're ready for this conversation
I’ve been on a music hiatus since recently (and still will be) but — it’s 12:55, the neighbors are playing some of the most obnoxious music I’ve ever felt (the walls are shaking), and it’s pretty much impossible to sleep now. Instead of staying irritated the whole night, I think I’ll opt for something more productive, especially for my musically declining mind these days. Soo, the small challenge I have for myself right now is to make a little tune that reminds me of today in under a hour and a half or so.
PS: It’s something so small, but I’ve renovated my icon from its previous woeful state. It was blurry and gross before, but now it’s back better than before. :’)
I wonder if anyone else could relate to the feeling? This is the sort of thing that I could either feel extremely frustrated by, or pleasantly hopeful for. Though, at the moment, I’m torn between the two. And before I forget, this is a relevant article to today’s topic.
Hint one is already in my icon and sidebar. This is another preview of a collage to an upcoming music project on streetlights and stories —
(See you soon.)
I’ve been having a huge writing / music block for awhile and I think I just hurdled over it. I took little music pieces from here and there, and have been struggling with my sister’s advice / observation about how my songs (mostly music doodles) are too repetitive with the same boring patterns. I took that to heart and finally, I think, construed something worth listening to. Hopefully I’ll finish it this week. Each song typically has a metaphor (the previous was about balloons), so I’ll give a little hint. This one’s about something you usually see everyday and you probably don’t even think much of it —
The fun thing is that it started from many previous things. I’ve been trying to make a song about my friends (and it still is about many of you guys!), online friendship, and even more oddly, from this art post on tumblr.