Dear Mr. Robinson, John, roxhythe, Boff, and company...
I'm working daily to increase my fluency in writing notated music, and I mean I am working hard! I am burning alive (complete with roiling, acrid, choking smoke and revoltingly charred skin!) with the desire to one day sit down with another musician and work together on a composition or a performance, completely assured that we're communicating thoroughly and creatively using the literal language of music.
I am also deeply and lovingly enamored of the skills that orchestrators and arrangers possess. That a single human being can use their minds to catalog the sounds of musical instruments in all their various modes of performance, and then use their hearts to organize the resulting sounds into something harmonious and emotionally stimulating, is profoundly impressive to me. I worship Pop/Jazz musicians like Henry Mancini, Duke Ellington, Michel Legrand, Burt Bacharach, Johnny Mandel, the classical composer/orchestrators such as Stravinsky and Ravel, and craftsmen such as Bernard Herrmann who orchestrate(d) their own film scores, and others who bring so much happiness into this world through their musical gifts. I wish you well with your stated goal of self-study.
HOWEVER...until that day arrives when I can follow a printed musical score I'll be constructing songs in this way, which obviously begins with an inspiration. For me, that flare, that sunburst, that inner phone call of an idea has most often come to me in one of three specific ways:
1) Swinging like a monkey from the tail of another melody that I may be working on. That happens so often that Ive got more melodies recorded than I have lyrics to fit them.
2) An insight that occurred in the immediate wake of an emotional experience of any type, happy, sad, whatever;
3) In the aftermath of observing a human being or beings doing or saying something really unusual, something I have no prior experience with and cannot for the life me understand or comprehend. I will think about what Ive witnessed or overheard until I find a way to explain it to myself. Its like solving a problem. Most of the songs and lyrics I have written that I am particularly happy with have come about as a result of me trying to get my head around some startling example of human (or even animal) behavior.
I wear a sporting/utility vest with lots of pockets, into which I have crammed, stuffed, and shoved a leather-bound, pocket-sized, ruled journal to write down lyric ideas; a small portable cassette recorder to sing melodies into, and plenty of No. 2 pencils. Along with the tools of my day job and other personal items, my vest has become heavy enough to shield me from lethal doses of radioactivity! (Smile!)
The musical and lyrical ideas ALWAYS come when I am not thinking about them. Ive taken note of this and will do absolutely nothing to force them out of me. Never works. Never. The attempts to wrench creativity out of me just make me mad and frustrated and feeling sorry for my itty-bitty ol self, and...Hey, wait a minute. What am I talking about! Feeling sorry for myself feels good! Seriously, though, its become an article of faith with me that once my mind and heart start acting like they need other and bubble up with song ideas, the end is near. Now, I dont mean that everything comes in a rush. Far from it! But it comes eventually, even if only...one...word...at...a...time...Z-z-z-z-z-z....Huh? Oh, yeah. Right. I was writing a song....
Then, I take all this stuff to my Band-in-a-Box program and play with chords and progressions and time signatures and breaks and holds and shots until what I hear through my earholes is what I feel in my heart.
Ive gotta end this before Mr. FinnArild gets after me for posting such a lengthy reply...(Another smile!)
I wish all of you well in your endeavor to fill up the silence in our lives with music...
bluage
P.S. Hey, Boff! As far as I’m concerned, every song idea is a “beginner’s” idea, man. Don’t be so hard on yourself. Finish your songs even if they don’t make musical or lyrical sense. They’ll straighten themselves out, if you want them to, believe me. You finished posting your thoughts in this forum, didn’t you?