What’s going on.

I’m totally out of my routine – which is ironic, as the mini-part time day job I’ve just begun (which will, hopefully, grow beyond the “mini” some day) is, in part, about music editing and music engraving. It feels good to do something related to musicology again! But I’ve spent the last weeks in perpetual upheaval. No change in sight!

After my last post, I kept listening up and down the metal part of my media collection for some days. Somehow, I was listening for what it is that I want in music in those favorite records of mine. What is the music I’d make if I had no restrictions – time, equipment, abilities, knowledge, even co-musicians – like? I still guess I couldn’t write down a definitive answer in words.

Now I’ve got some time to breathe again (before I must confront my fear of anything administrative again). I guess it will be some weeks until I hit record on my DAW, and on top it’s November, which has developed to be my “writing month” in the last few years. I’m trying to carve out time to be a musician anyway.

Back from the dead?

Somehow my musicianship seems to be buried these days under everyday life issues: my livelihood is on shifting ground, I just begin to find a clue what to do with my messed-up professional life (and it will take loads of work, but might make me happier than being in a 9to5 job I don’t belong in), and I savour the available time with my girlfriend (yes, I’m in a relationship for just over half a year now), and then there is a health issue I need to take care of or it will aggravate again and grow really chronic.

But making music, especially songwriting and -recording, regular practice, getting out of my rut* and into the zone/headspace where meaningful things happen … all these things somehow got thrown under the bus in the last months.

And then there’s moments when some music comes along and rips right through this ocean of worries I find myself in, punches me in the face, grabs me by the scruff of the neck and screams in my face: “THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE MEANT TO DO WITH YOUR LIFE: SING!!! MAKE MUSIC!!!” Like the music of In Legend.

I just pre-ordered their upcoming album “Stones at Goliath”. Makes me excited every time I listen to the previews:

Feels like being brought back from the dead.

I understand that there must be times like these. Times where other dimensions of life need to be taken care of, even if I miss my musician self and even if it feels really crappy and all I can do is maintain my voice and some basic technical skills on the guitar. I’ll be patient with myself in the next few months, and hope that the time until I can create room for my musician self to re-surface and be more present won’t be too long.

* I dislike bashing the comfort zone. You need one. No matter how challenge is necessary for growth: You need a strong, safe foundation to depart from and something you can come home to, and being so constantly out of it that you forget how that feels like can’t be healthy. I’ve been there, and it harmed me.

Back for 50/90.

Yeah, I’ve been silent for some months…

It looked like my life was going down the drain (and my job prospects still look dreary), and I continue to fall out of my practicing routine. When I do practice, my guitar skills seem nearly where I left them, and my voice is back to amazing shape within a few days.

But I’ve seldom started 50/90 or FAWM so uninspired and without any plan. I’m going to use this as a learning opportunity, just to see what I can do without feeling super inspired and hugely motivated. Because even if I’m not super inspired, making music and making songs is still huge fun, and I still want to work on that craft side of my songwriting.

on the bright side…

Maybe I’ve been overlooking some of my achievements: I definitely made progress in the lyrics department since last year. I now write lyrics with consistent meter and rhymes more easily, and with more conscious craftsmanship. Playing with a click, to a drum track or to a metronome begins to be easier (although rhythmic exactness is still an issue).

Maybe I just need to go with the flow and be a little more friendly and appreciating to my own creations. Maybe, instead of lamenting my many shortcomings, I should also look at the things that do work.

Discontent

[crosspost from my FAWM profile page]
Well, I know comparing yourself to others is counterproductive, but nevertheless: I’m a little frustrated and discontent with my own creations. There are few in this FAWM with which I’m really content. And others are doing such profound and wonderful things…
So what if I don’t produce any “keepers” or even any play-me-agains? I’ll still be learning.

But I’d love so much to create something lasting. Something I’ll sing for/with friends around the fire. Something profound and beautiful.
I can’t force it, so I’ll carry on and try to create the room where the miracle can happen.

I’ve got some ambitioned things on my plate, and I’m plodding along with them on the “90% transpiration” part. Sigh.

50/90 over & learnings

50/90 ended today. I win: 54 songs!

I did a lot of improvisations this year. I’ve started to push the boundaries on the guitar. My voice is back in shape and my mezzo-soprano height begins to show its full glory again (to the dismay of the elderly lady in the flat below me who hates my vocalises). I’ve done some things I never did before, like writing songs drums-first and playing guitar on a rock track (although with the most primitive power chords and most primitive chord pattern EVAR).

I didn’t get that far with my project to learn writing song lyrics with more metric and formal diversity. Continue reading

Shoulder better, but I’m discontented

Crossposted from my 5090 profile page

Shoulder feels better, finally. However, I still shouldn’t overdo it. I feel discontented with the quality of things I’m doing just now (mainly with my musical [in]accuracy), but I’ll just keep having at it, eventually I’ll arrive at some better place. I need to remember that this place here is about creativity and ideas and not about clean execution or clever production.

Heavy heart is heavy.

I lost my day job today. And my right shoulder hurts like hell (yay muscle tension) – typing is only bearable thanks to Ibuprofen.

I am heartbroken. I liked this job, and I want to stay in Freiburg. I crave bourgeois security and stability, and I’d like so much to be a little more well off. I got informed of my dismissal in the most friendly manner. It hurts anyway. Continue reading

Dirty stuff

Somehow, this 50/90, I’m doing very “dirty” stuff. My recordings are raw, unpolished, even more than usual. I’m taking little time for my music, that may be why. In the last weeks, I spent about 45 min. on weekdays practicing singing and guitar (with a day or two off now and then – I need to not let music feel like an obligation), which eats quite an amount of my available time; that doesn’t leave much time for recording. On weekends I may get to do a wee bit more, but not that much. That may reflect one aspect of 50/90 that I actually like: Unlike FAWM, where you can put a “Do not disturb” sign on your door (figuratively speaking), in 50/90 music has to be integrated with daily life. You can live one short month in an exceptional state; can you do it for 3 months? Well, I could, but I don’t want to. Not even for music. Continue reading