This was supposed to be Part 7 of a multi-part series dealing with music licensing but I’m gonna put that on hold for just this week. There’s been something weighing on my mind lately so here it is:

These are strange times.

We’re all trying to figure out how to make sense of all this political stuff. Where talk is talk and nothing smells even vaguely of universal truth or possess any compassion and class. Both sides of the aisle. A whole lot of spewing and basically base behavior. Just when I start to think we’ve reached a new low, something new happens and the bar sinks an inch more.  We’re told it’s  just the political game… it doesn’t really mean anything literally. So they tell us… “clean the slate, keep an open mind” “trust us it’s gonna be great”.

Strange words, strange campaigns, strange elections, strange rationalizations= JUST PLAIN OLD STRANGE.

I’m not particularly political. The values that are important to me I voice privately at the ballot box. I don’t tell people how I vote… that’s my business.

BUT I do identify as a songwriter. And in this particular vocation I feel a weight of responsibility.  Because in this particular medium I am given the freedom and mandate to fully express myself.

So this post is an appeal to all songwriters and poets out there.

We could all sit back and observe and perhaps bury our heads in the sand and wait for others to speak for us. And speak they will. Or we could do what WE do. Write words and music. About what we see, hear, think and feel. About what’s real to us… what’s important to us.

Tweet: No pundits, no politicians can penetrate in the way we can with music. We create unions of notes and thoughts that circumvent the upstairs wiring and cut straight to the heart.No pundits, no politicians can penetrate in the way we can with music. We create unions of notes and thoughts that circumvent the upstairs wiring and cut straight to the heart.

No pundits, no politicians can penetrate in the way we can with music. We create unions of notes and thoughts that circumvent the upstairs wiring and cut straight to the heart. Our medium is the most powerful one out there. Because from the heart is just that. NOTHING can touch that.

So, fellow songwriters this is the time to:
Write with passion and weight.
Write down the bones.
Extract the marrow.
Ring the bell.
Abandon our reticence.
Abandon complacency.
Face our fears.

Let’s get on with the work at hand and write like we’ve never written before: with hearts wide open and with full abandon. We offer to this world what is real and what is authentic.

We must ring the bell.
That’s what WE DO.

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