Untouched Bridge
Today was a good day. Me and my partner in crime had a business meeting that did go well. I am of the assumption that our site will soon be experiencing a major influx of new visitors. Well, that will not happen for another few months...
It is crunch time yea!
I started re-recording the last song that has any remaining elements of the past in it. The Untouched Bridge is its name. I really like this song. I like thinking about why I made it. I like thinking that maybe it made Gabs happy. I like feeling like I do not want to betray the original recording.
It is neat how each song has a delicate memory attached to it. The songs become alive. The songs have personalities reminiscent of the people they were created from or for.
I remember I wanted to write lyrics for The Untouched Bridge. I remember thinking that there was nothing in the world that I could say that would be good enough. I remember then deciding that I wanted to make a song that was inspiring, something so she could feel like she could get up and run away. I know she loved music. I remember thinking about this alot. I remember her saying that when she was better that she was going to start singing again. I had heard that she was an operah style singer. I never heard her sing. I remember the last time I saw her, there was a Beatles poster on her wall, her bed was facing it. I thought if I could no longer play music, I would want to see those guys too.
I didn't talk to her much when she was older, we kind of drifted apart. I remember her when she was a kid. She was always the cousin that laughed. I liked making her laugh, maybe it was because nobody else thought I was funny and she really thought that I was funny.
We grew up and I thought that she became arrogant. A person who is arrogant is a person that is scared. In the song, I think that I was telling her not to be scared anymore. The bridge represented her crossing into another life. So sadly, I can't remember what it meant to be untouched. I think it was about not giving up...saying the bridge had not yet been crossed.
Goodnight Gabs.
It is crunch time yea!
I started re-recording the last song that has any remaining elements of the past in it. The Untouched Bridge is its name. I really like this song. I like thinking about why I made it. I like thinking that maybe it made Gabs happy. I like feeling like I do not want to betray the original recording.
It is neat how each song has a delicate memory attached to it. The songs become alive. The songs have personalities reminiscent of the people they were created from or for.
I remember I wanted to write lyrics for The Untouched Bridge. I remember thinking that there was nothing in the world that I could say that would be good enough. I remember then deciding that I wanted to make a song that was inspiring, something so she could feel like she could get up and run away. I know she loved music. I remember thinking about this alot. I remember her saying that when she was better that she was going to start singing again. I had heard that she was an operah style singer. I never heard her sing. I remember the last time I saw her, there was a Beatles poster on her wall, her bed was facing it. I thought if I could no longer play music, I would want to see those guys too.
I didn't talk to her much when she was older, we kind of drifted apart. I remember her when she was a kid. She was always the cousin that laughed. I liked making her laugh, maybe it was because nobody else thought I was funny and she really thought that I was funny.
We grew up and I thought that she became arrogant. A person who is arrogant is a person that is scared. In the song, I think that I was telling her not to be scared anymore. The bridge represented her crossing into another life. So sadly, I can't remember what it meant to be untouched. I think it was about not giving up...saying the bridge had not yet been crossed.
Goodnight Gabs.
posted by Michael | 10:49 PM
2 Comments:
Untouched Bridge is so sad. This song name is "Untouched" Bridge, but the more I listen to it, the more I feel like it can touch me. The guitar sound is very passionate. It's great,Michael:) I enjoy it:) Honestly, I'd refer it to be instrument:)
"It is neat how each song has a delicate memory attached to it. The songs become alive. The songs have personalities reminiscent of the people they were created from or for." Absolutely right!!!
one time I wanted to ask u about it, but I didnt know how to ask you. I wanted to know what or who made u have a source of inpiration to compose yours. I think that each of yours should have a delicate memory.
now I know new words :)
Thanks Michael:)
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