Write This Way

It’s hot as a snowball in a boiling pot of Hell’s water.  The apartment supposedly conditions the air, but the amount of hot air blown around in my life must be seeping in.  I’m wearing a bathing suit around here today, and Gil the Cat dons his cat’s pajamas.

This morning spawned song writing mode…and no, this morning felt like a dagger to the still-beating heart as someone screamed “KALI MA, MUTHAFUCKA!!!”  I prefer menstrual cramps.

I honestly don’t remember the last time I wrote a song.  Now is as good of a time as any since SAAAD will, eventually, start work on new material.  Since I’m the newest member, I’d say I need to start pulling my weight.  I’ve not established any particular process, but listening to old Aerosmith albums coupled with personal struggles bodes well for musical progress.  Any tips?

Aerosmith has always been one of my go-to bands.  They’re my favorite classic hard rock band.  EVER.  They fascinated me ever since I was 8 years old.  By the time I was 10, I had devoured their autobiography.  For the record, 10 year olds should maybe not know what Quaaludes and Barbiturates are…oh, well.  Much of my tongue in cheek humor stems from Steven Tyler’s lyrics studied as an adolescent.  What can I say?  I come from a family who cherishes music and rebukes censorship…or as Ma & Dad put it, “Yeah, we forgot to read the book on parenting. You turned out fine.”

So, my hope on figuring out my writing process is, “I forgot to read the book. It’ll turn out fine.”

wtw

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