I AM A SONGWRITER

August 10, 2017

 

 

 

 

The Dissatisfaction with Sameness 

 

It's been almost 2 years since the first day I stepped into the New York City underground to play piano and sing in front of people. 

 

I've been feeling an overwhelming dissatisfaction with just playing covers and other people's music to the point where I actually felt depressed leaving home to go play yesterday.

 

This morning I realised that this is a good thing! 

 

Busking for me was never the zenith of the mountain, but more a means or just simply a call to action. 

 

I always aspired to transition to singing my own music mixed in with covers maintaining a certain level of quality across the board so that people wouldn't be able to tell which ones were mine from the songs of Bruno Mars, Adele, Taylor Swift, Alicia Keys, etc.

 

But Original Music is Scary

 

It's been a frightening (yet liberating) notion to me to play my own music, which is obviously why I haven't yet done so. I think it's because as a child, I was encouraged to perform and sing other people's songs.

 

No one ever said, what do you have to say? You should write a song about that.

 

I wasn't even allowed to perform what I wanted. I had to obey my mother and sing whatever she deemed appropriate for every event. As a kid, you listen to your authority figures.

 

My musicianship was limited at the time as well so I couldn't play what I was hearing in my head. 

 

I remember writing a song at 16 and feeling like it was cool. But I quickly abandoned it for something established that I had to learn for an upcoming concert.

 

That's the story I'd chosen to believe. The story that was playing on repeat in my head.

 

Practice with a Side of Market Research with a Cherry on Top

 

Busking is like the feedback loop that dreams are made of- if you really wanna know what you're made of.

 

You sit feet away from real people and get direct and immediate feedback on what you play.

 

Not to mention the practice element of playing in front of a live New York City audience (the toughest of crowds) and the chance to connect heart to heart with everyday people.

 

Yes, it's been working for my creative expression, not to mention paying my bills, until I stopped evolving and changing artistically somewhere along the line.

 

I just kept trying to repeat the same recipe for success I'd had. Hit song + My cover of it = Happy Customers and Money in my Jar

 

No Summer Jams

 

So what happens then when you run out of hits and your insides are calling to come out? The perfect storm of discontent and a chance to explore your self and to write without being distracted by the newest Drake song, is what.

 

With no awesome music on the airwaves, I have the confidence that mine can't be any worst than those out there right now plus if there's nothing great on the radio, there's nothing for me to cover.

 

I get to focus on my songwriting distraction-free.

 

Me vs Them

 

I'm sure there's some buried sub-conscious belief that I'm not good enough. When people complement me- and they do so all the time, I can honestly say that I don't know what they're talking about.

 

I've resigned myself to taking the gracious route and smiling and saying, 'Thank You.'

 

Sometimes they gush or give me a hug and I'm truly moved by their gestures all the more because I feel like they're giving me something precious- their support and encouragement; words, money, hugs, tears.

 

It all keeps me going day after day.

 

Ironically, I'll say that humility is a quality I like about myself because in the end, I'm always going to be a beginner. When I feel like an expert, it's time to move onto a subject that I know nothing about. 

 

Back at One 

 

Which brings me right back to the subject of songwriting and original music.

 

I'm a novice. A total beginner. And I'm ready to prove to myself that I'm a great songwriter because also buried subconsciously is a strong belief that I'm one of the greatest songwriters in the world.

 

Touched by An Angel

 

My experiences busking have shown me that I am surrounded by angels. The world around me provides grace and providence in my life just when I need it the most. 

 

Yesterday when I felt like I couldn't go on spiritually because I'd been starving myself of my own creative expression (singing other people's songs when mine are dying to come out of me), I struggled to get to the platform to play because my hand truck carrying my gear broke.

 

This was just one more sign to me that things have got to change.

 

I need newness. What's worked in the past cannot work for me anymore. I was almost in tears of frustration.

 

It took me about 10 mins to wheel the broken hand truck from the elevator end of the platform to the other end, where buskers usually play.

 

I texted my boyfriend asking him to come meet me to help me get it home. Thank God for his help because I wasn't getting anywhere with the rig in that state. He's always my Angel.

 

I set up and began to play with a heavy heart and a crest-fallen spirit and during the first song, a gentleman stands by me and listens with his mouth wide open the entire time.

 

The encouragement he offered me next is exactly what I needed to hear to open my heart again and sing with joy #Angel

 

He told me that I'm amazing, that my covers sound better than the originals, that my voice is stripped bare of reverb or compression in this environment and it's gorgeous still, it's perfect for recording and that I could be touring by the end of the year.

 

His words woke me up to the big picture again. He said, I already know your originals will be good because you know so much music. You sing covers better than their original artists. All you need to do is to start with one original.

 

Bless him. That's good advice.

 

The Drive for Change

 

I wrote a song in the shower last night; It's my favourite place for songwriting- the shower.

 

I came out, recorded a video of it and sent it to my boyfriend. It was a thank you to him for coming to save my butt yesterday. 

 

I AM A SONGWRITER 

 

The words, I AM A SONGWRITER, was the first thought I had this morning when I woke up. I felt like my life had changed and there is no going back. 

 

I know the value of choosing how you spend your life. That means diligently deciding what you focus on from moment to moment, which environments you spend time in and maybe most importantly, the people with whom you surround yourself.

 

With the commitment to prioritize my own music and songwriting, I also commit to building a network of positive, inspiriting, progressive, creative, fun friends and peers.

 

Let's lift each other up and glorify the lives we choose to live.

 

Until next post,

Maritza xo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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