Life in Rewind

Life in Rewind - student project

I don't even know where to begin this story...

Long ago, in a gender far, far away, I was groomed by my parents to be a classically trained musician. I had chosen to play Bassoon in rebellion against playing the clarinet my step-mother insisted I try, after informing my parents I was interested in playing drums. Musical talent runs strong on my mother's side, and I don't know if it was actually talent, or the fact that her father who raised me ages 2-5 had taught me how to sing a dozen or so barber shop quartet melodies, and we'd record tapes of us singing together, with him doing the harmony. Anyhoo, 6 years later I'd be playing Bassoon in the school band, a youth orchestra, and singing in the school choir and a show choir that performed at Disneyland. Eventually I developed an interest in writing music, probably influenced by the opening of A.L. Weber's  "Phantom of the Opera", (I was 10 at the time) which I regarded as the first "Classical" music I'd ever heard that didn't suck. Long story short, I did well enough in H.S. to skip my senior year, and at age 17 I got into College with a full Music scholarship for Bassoon Performance, and I insisted on a double major in Music Composition, because it was the only love for music I had left to me. As fate would have it, my father kicked me out of the house half way through my first semester, so I sold my bassoon, switched my major to Philosophy, and in doing so, threw out the baby with the bathwater. that was twenty seven years ago.  

 

About 4 months ago my lover was snooping through my phone and found an old voice recording I'd made of an idea for a song that came to me sometime in the last 3 years. There's another floating around in my old files I have yet to recover. She was a has-been-never-was "scene kid" and has made over 30 recordings. Before there was anything between us (before friendship even) I hitched my wagon to the star of possibility that she could help me find my way back to music, and although she blew off every attempt I made to do something musical together, she asked If I would collab w/ her to finish my song. For reasons too long to go into that didn't happen, but ever since that day I've taken every opportunity to expand on my old teachings, (this class being one of them :-) ) I've done 3 versions of this song, but I'm never satisfied. I'm working on # 4 LOL. I also spend a lot of time learning to compose "beats", since lyrical inspiration only happens a few times a year for me...

 

Even though it's the epitome of embarrassing, I've also included the original voice memo, so other aspiring songwriters can see how total crap can magically become a song with a little patience