Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Oh Robert, where art thou?




Peter Hayes, I know that I'm supposed to love you, but how can I when Robert looks like this??


One day, I hope to be as eloquent or as crazy beautiful as Robert from BRMC.

It's like a lucid dream. When you start writing a song and you feel like you're talking in tongues a little bit, like you're just speaking out of this lucid place in your mind. It's like when you have a dream and you don't really know you're guiding the dream and it's coming from you but while it's happening, it doesn't feel like it is. The thing is, with writing, being awake during it is the tricky part. You feel like you're only seeing glimpses of it, and the words come and leave just as quickly as you catch them, and so you only get part of the song, you only get, like, a quarter of it or half of it, if you're lucky. And the rest of it, you have this choice like, "OK, I'm awake and do I write it the way my conscious mind wants it to finish, in a very literal sense, or do [I] try and leave it with all the doors open, the same way it came?" That's usually how it is, and sometimes you can really mess up a song by putting yourself in it too much, by making it too literal. As soon as you go there, you can lose your way, because maybe the song actually wasn't meant to end like that. It's almost like the ego steps in, and the mind and the intellect, if it's smart enough to finish it.

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