Ninja? I don't think so

Two guys came into the office today. They were wearing ill-fitting black suits and had an 'I.T.' air about them. One had buck teeth, the other one had longish greasy hair. I thought maybe they were Debt Collectors. It turns out they were Process Servers. Close.

They were promoting their new business- Ninja. The most unlikely looking Ninjas I've ever seen...

Have I failed you?

I haven't written a song in the last week, I confess. I have moved into Essayland. I have four essays due in the next four weeks.

What's good about the whole songwriting thing is that it is there, on the radar. I do spend time thinking about what direction I want to take and jot down lyrics every few days. I do feel like it will come together in some way or other. Welcome to the creative process.

Maybe the whole 12 song thing was too ambitious. But maybe it was actually what I needed as a guideline to get something happening. I think it's the latter.

I choose to not be too hard on myself.

Something to go on with

I haven't given you much love lately with the whole song writing venture. I'm thinking about how to do that. I promise you- I am writing songs! This is my dilemma, though.

Sometimes lyrics on their own sound like bad poetry. Sometimes it is bad poetry- but lyrics don't just stand alone. Not when I write anyway.

I liked playing in a rock band. A bit of distortion and a lot of decibels go a long, long way. There is a certain anonymity in loudness- it seems like you're saying something important simply because it is at a high volume. It demands attention. One person with a guitar is soooo exposed and you really have to say something worth saying. I don't think I'll ever be that kind of performer. Too much scrutiny and vulnerability.

We'll see how we go.

Anyway, here are some lyrics:

Wish I could lay my brain out on the table
And pick out the bits worth keeping
Throw the rest away