Freehand painting on a scrap piece of brown paper bag one Sunday. I miss painting eyes and weird abstract stuff and this little piece brought some life back in me to return to what I love. I feel swamped with the amount of music I have to mix between working full time and finding spare moments to paint creatively is impossible right now. Then I ask myself what the point in bothering with any of this is anymore. I’m nobody and will always be nobody. Facts. Despite this though, it would feel like a crime to not follow through on these ideas I’ve already spent so much time on. If I still believe it’s worth those moments of attention and stress to see them through, then I have to keep going. I’m structuring a plan to tackle the mixing and final edits with the time I have and will even take off a few days to make sure it’s done right if I run into problems. And I’m excited to be able to share it all too still. Yes, there are still things to look forward to.
Recorded this song on a hot day back in September last year. The subject relates to the routine of how I experience the jobs I’ve had and the people I’ve seen along side me. The wearing away of the spirit in ways and how little things change or get better over time in dealing with people in charge.
I wrote this song when I was 17 and just wanted to play it again. The words won’t make any sense but neither did I at 17…lol Free studio version https://allysonmarie.bandcamp.com/track/the-cold-2
Songs straight from my old journal writings during the worst years. I wasn’t well at all, but glad to have had my piano then to help me pass the time. Free download on my bandcamp along with the other Entries collections: https://allysonmarie.bandcamp.com/…/3rd-entries-in-my…
This song is 10+ years old. Studio version is about 2yrs old now and has added bells…lol and backing vocals. I wish I could do more and be better. Some things will just always be out of my reach and I’m still figuring out how to live with that: https://open.spotify.com/track/2tZoHqj7Wrc2dCvFsgR7jk?si=8258beaaf3c04476
An old poem I put to music last year. This was tough to record a performance of, but kept practicing and I liked this shot best to share.
I haven’t recorded this song yet and not set on a title either, but this is a demo. I cut some of the original lyrics and set them aside for something darker. What’s left was a better fit for a piano based arrangement.
The most uptempo beat I may ever sing to…lol
My mother has a small poster with this saying on it. I made my own version, painted the background, inserted the text. It’s no good when the weight of all the things I hate having to do begin to smother out the few things I love. When the money is not good enough and recognition is weak and people are jerks because they’re better at nothing else and you put up with a few too many things you just shouldn’t have to put up with…I have to spend a decent amount of time talking myself down. It’s a real shame. Life is already short enough for us humans. It shouldn’t be this hard for one to stay.