Mine (Line).
Mine. was one of the first songs I wrote, in 2020.
This is how:
I had dipped my tiniest toe into the upper surface of GarageBand creation but didn’t have much stamina for it. I wanted something tactile to play with so I pulled out the family keyboard (a 1990s Yamaha). I knew if I was really gonna do this songwriting thing then I’d need to surrender to Green (necessary part of any creative process as far as I'm concerned) so I let myself play in my rawest, most naive state. I say I ‘let myself’ but it wasn’t just that. I wanted to play in this state, I needed to. I was wrecked by the pandemic, and by relationships, and I wanted to let it all out in whatever way it came. I was tired of pretence and illusion, sick of trying to be clever and worrying about how I seemed. We all thought we were dying anyway so what was left to lose? ‘This is what this feeling really sounds like’ I cried as I sang, and I now say as I write.
I selected a sample tune from the keyboard menu and found some simple phrases/notes I liked to play/hit/press. I created lyrics through a kind of burbling improvised goobledegook interspersed with what may be considered by some to have sense. What came to me was this. I sang it and sang it and sang it. I can still see myself singing it, alone in the corner of a big empty room, in a house I lived in by myself. I sang it into my phone, many times. It’s raw. Raw as raw as red.
Listening back, I dig what I made. It’d be cool to give it a polish in a studio. I might change a couple things. But really, who cares. It is what it is. It’s Mine.
Thank you.
Mine. was available for public listening for a little over 2 weeks after the publication of this post.
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