My partner had a page of words, I had an acoustic guitar.
We worked on a new song. Putting pieces together. My partner came to the party with poetry, I came to the party with guitar riffs and chord changes. We ran thru our parts and tried to marry them, make them work together in a seamless, dynamic fashion.
Often the trickiest part: getting the rhythm & tempo right. We are always reaching out to discover the right feel that will let the lyrics flower into song. We have learned to always record the bits and pieces. An in the moment revelation can easily get lost. My partner recorded every discrete part with her iPhone. Trying to catch lightening in a bottle. Sometimes we just stumble into the magic, which can easily vanish in a heartbeat. Must record. Always.
One tiny element can really be the whole thing.
It was magnificent to do the work together. We live for these moments. The songs come as "gifts," the work is about finding and refining our initial inspiration, which comes from everywhere and everything. It's always surprising when it "works." We have learned to trust each other, to trust the process, to let it all just flow. A disciplined & determind effort to easily and naturally reach effortlessness.
Yes. It was a good afternoon, indeed.
