This month's song it The Hours. I think I wrote this song in college, maybe during my sophomore or junior year. I don't think I've played it again since I recorded it. I was trying to emulate Dylan's poetry, either Bob or Thomas, it doesn't matter to me, as well as a Beatles reference. I remember a place I lived where the sun would come through the windows at an angle that made it difficult to ignore, a bright place. I particularly remember spending serene hours with a very special lady and this song was me trying to put those emotions into song.
I know my description of this song makes absolutely no sense to someone who listened only to the first verse. I had a room mate at the time who snored so loudly that he would wake up people in other rooms on our floor. He was a favorite topic of conversation among our little community. Everyone else was always trying to help me with suggestions on how to solve the problem. I quickly realized that they weren't genuinely concerned for me, but that he was keeping them awake as well. Now, there are some who would claim that I tend to snore a bit. I will admit to occasionally waking myself up, but it was nothing like this guy. I eventually got into a habit of wearing earplugs. It helped but I had a hard time hearing my alarm go off. Another issue with this room mate was that he had just about no personal hygiene skills. Combine that with the snoring and a penchant for renaissance faires, and a it was the perfect recipe for one of the worst room mates ever. For anyone. The first verse is dedicated to this gentleman. (And in the interest of full disclosure, this blog is being written by someone who, on more than one occasion, during his senior year, woke up his room mate by producing an extremely loud flatus. At least I didn't snore, or have BO.)
So what's the song really mean? It was intended to pass along the idea that our most serene, peaceful times are short, while the harder times or less interesting times tend to drag on. Does anyone really need this pointed out to them? I don't know, but if they do, I tried in this song. I also feel the need to explain the tv reference. I have a strange problem with tv. If there is a tv on in a room, I cannot drag my attention away from it. It's like a magnet. When I hang out with friends where a tv is around, I consciously position myself in such a way so that I cannot see the tv. If it's in my line of sight, don't bother trying to have a conversation with me. Doesn't happen. I've gotten rather adept at being able to multi-task while playing places that have tvs. I feel like John Goodman in King Ralph, in the scene where he's a Vegas lounge pianist watching a football game while continuing to play. I'm sure this is an art developed by musicians over the years, not getting distracted by whatever is going on in the audience. I only hope I can learn to do it while having a conversation.
I hope you listen to this song and it brings you some enjoyment, or a chuckle at least, over some memories of bad room mates or people who lovingly snore, or awaken you with the lovely sound of a naturally amplified bronx cheer. I don't really plan on playing this song much, if ever, but I hope it brings some joy to your short, serene hours.
I know my description of this song makes absolutely no sense to someone who listened only to the first verse. I had a room mate at the time who snored so loudly that he would wake up people in other rooms on our floor. He was a favorite topic of conversation among our little community. Everyone else was always trying to help me with suggestions on how to solve the problem. I quickly realized that they weren't genuinely concerned for me, but that he was keeping them awake as well. Now, there are some who would claim that I tend to snore a bit. I will admit to occasionally waking myself up, but it was nothing like this guy. I eventually got into a habit of wearing earplugs. It helped but I had a hard time hearing my alarm go off. Another issue with this room mate was that he had just about no personal hygiene skills. Combine that with the snoring and a penchant for renaissance faires, and a it was the perfect recipe for one of the worst room mates ever. For anyone. The first verse is dedicated to this gentleman. (And in the interest of full disclosure, this blog is being written by someone who, on more than one occasion, during his senior year, woke up his room mate by producing an extremely loud flatus. At least I didn't snore, or have BO.)
So what's the song really mean? It was intended to pass along the idea that our most serene, peaceful times are short, while the harder times or less interesting times tend to drag on. Does anyone really need this pointed out to them? I don't know, but if they do, I tried in this song. I also feel the need to explain the tv reference. I have a strange problem with tv. If there is a tv on in a room, I cannot drag my attention away from it. It's like a magnet. When I hang out with friends where a tv is around, I consciously position myself in such a way so that I cannot see the tv. If it's in my line of sight, don't bother trying to have a conversation with me. Doesn't happen. I've gotten rather adept at being able to multi-task while playing places that have tvs. I feel like John Goodman in King Ralph, in the scene where he's a Vegas lounge pianist watching a football game while continuing to play. I'm sure this is an art developed by musicians over the years, not getting distracted by whatever is going on in the audience. I only hope I can learn to do it while having a conversation.
I hope you listen to this song and it brings you some enjoyment, or a chuckle at least, over some memories of bad room mates or people who lovingly snore, or awaken you with the lovely sound of a naturally amplified bronx cheer. I don't really plan on playing this song much, if ever, but I hope it brings some joy to your short, serene hours.