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Sunday, March 15, 2015
Dog Bones 9th demo
9th demo, song about a loner who has a possession that is an obsession. Like a dog who savers his dog bones. That's the parallel meaning. Many of my songs or lyrics in my songs have a parallel meaning. I mention this old man not because your reading this and I feel some sort of need to explain it. I mention it because I know younger people read this blog and might be wondering how to write lyrics to songs and it has nothing to do with you or the way you think.
"Pissing on the hay" has to do with some people I work with. In the shop, which I work in between field work, some of the dudes go out back and urinate in the snow. Urinate on top of others urine. I find this disgusting personally, but that's where the verse came from."Wishing night was day" has to do with the dude wishing it was day again so he can become obsessed with his possession all day again. The "bow wow" part of the song came about as I was writing the song and took a break to walk up the street to pick up a 12 pack of Coors Light. When I walked out the door of my place the dog across the street slowly barked at me. I was at first apprehensive about the song when the lyrics were coming to me. I didn't understand what the song was about. I was writing the lyrics in draft form first then i realize the song was about a loner who had a possession that was an obsession.Some times songs come to me as beats or a melody and the lyrics change over a short period of time, this one didn't it just took a while for me to understand the meaning.All my songs have meaning or came from a personal experience or I discard the song."Love on" is just most loners don't have a girl or guy but wish at times they did for some relief.
I never rush a song and most writing sessions occur over a couple of days, 1 to 2 hours per session(at the most), I never force a song out, if you do you will fail to produce a significant song. Let it flow. Like I said old man this is not written for you.
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