Learning How to Die…

Self explanitory…

And I can’t complain…

And the moments pass over me. The moments consume me. The mandolin strums and cycles. It’s an endless cycle of repeating melodies and harmonies. The tricky whizzing of runs and loops. And maybe somewhere hiding was an element of surprise and wonder. A change from what we thought was right. And now an intricate looping of patterns and puzzles. As if I had left the straight lines in the book. Not written and composed the previous way. As if it had never existed. The great poems and lyrics all taken. no original thought or melody to own. So… there it was… my melody and the harmony. it was all there. And it was all me. Only I had left the accompaniment at home. And that was the real reason the page tore. That was the reason that the boat sank. If she can’t complain, then I guess I won’t bother.

New Music…

I have spent the last three hours putting together and rearranging my myspaces so that I could display my new music on them. Please please go check them out if you have a few minutes…and I will promise to write something of substance very very very very soon…lots to blog…just losing track of time…that’s all…

there is a link to the right here that you can connect to my music page from…

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Here I am…

I lay myself at Your feet
Asking You won’t You meet
Won’t You meet me
I cannot do it on my own
I cannot do it all alone
Here I am, oh, tonight
With my arms open wide
Won’t You come inside
Won’t You come inside, God
Come and fill this heart of mine
I’m in need of You
Of Your touch, of Your life, of Your love
I need You
I need You

By: Shawn Mcdonald

I almost forgot…

I almost forgot why I loved theatre so much. I guess it’s great to remember why you love something so much. If you watch one, you’ll watch the rest…