I as still waiting for the results from the Bluebird audition. I had my audition fifteen days ago and I should get a response back in thirteen days. Isn't it amazing how at the beginning we can't wait to get a positive answer and toward the end of the waiting process, we just want an answer. It is funny how we are wired.
I am currently having some computer issues. I bought a new used laptop computer. The computer guy installed all of my songs onto my new/used computer. The other day I went to send an MP3 to friend of mine and it would not send it. I need to follow up and see what the problem is. I will probably do what I normally do. I will try to fix it myself. I will take some educated guesses on what might be wrong. Do a Google search and see if I find an answer there. And the last thing I will do is seek professional help.
This sound like how things work in my personal life sometimes. I might have a problem and the first thing I do is try to ignore it and hope it goes away. Followed by the I can fix this myself mode. I will use my Eany, Meany, Miney, Mo, method of problems solving. I might share my problem with a close buddy or a family member and when none of this works. Yeah, it is now time to pray about it and give it to God to solve the problem. Life would be so much easier if I would take everything to him first. I could skip all of these other time wasting steps.
I have been writing my book for six weeks. Writing has been fun and it let's me use my creative side. The down side is that it takes time away from songwriting. I have been able to meet my songwriting quota I have set for myself. Every month I attend an Nashville Songwriters Association International (NSAI) meeting in Manhattan, KS. My goal is to have a song written for every meeting to share and to get critiqued.
I wrote a song for the meeting in October called Daddies Little Girl. I have been working on it trying to make it better. I am still not sold on this song. I am thinking about changing direction but I am willing to share it. My original thought was of a girl who is a prostitute and society looks down on her. You don't have to be a prostitute to be looked down on. A person could be poor, a drinking problem, or a multitude of problems. I wrote a song about this idea. The title is Daddies little girl.
She's wearing too much Maybelline
High heel boots, and fake earrings
Passed out with a bottle in her hand.
Pimp is wondering where's she's gone.
Chorus- She's somebodies little girl, read her nursery rhymes.
Played peek a boo and laughed every time.
Rocked her to sleep, she rocked his world.
The man in the moon knows she's Daddies little girl.
Sleeping on a bench in the park.
Hiding from her life, in the dark.
Cops woke her up at daybreak
hauled her to jail with handcuffs on.
Chorus- She's somebodies little girl, read her nursery rhymes
played peek a boo, laughed every time.
Rocked her to sleep, she rocked his world.
The man in the moon knows she's Daddies little girl.
Daddy can't sleep, tears drip down his face
He's trusting Jesus to keep his baby safe.
Chorus- She's Daddies little girl, he read her nursery rhymes.
played peek a boo, laughed every time.
Rocked her to sleep, she rocked his world.
The man in the moon, knows she's Daddies little girl.
I thought about the Bible story as I was writing this song. It is the story about the woman who was caught in adultery. She was naked and the crowd was gathered around her getting ready to stone her for her sins. Jesus said, "Let him that is without sin throw the first stone." and then he bent down and wrote in the dirt. Everybody dropped their rocks and left. The stone hurlers were gone. Jesus and the woman were standing in the middle of the crowd. Jesus asked her, " Where are your accusers? Didn't even one of them condemn you?. She said, "No Lord." And Jesus said, "Neither do I. Go and sin no more."
I can be quick to condemn people and point fingers but Jesus is not condemning her. He has compassion on her. This song is for anybody who has someone in their life that is struggling. We all struggle with life, sin, and life's problems. That person that is struggling had a Dad or a Mom that loved them. They also are loved by God and Jesus died for their sins, just like he died for mine. I don't know if I wrote a song that did those thoughts justice. Sometimes a song idea is too big for me to capture. I guess that is part of the journey. I can always try to write a song that says this better.