Don't tell a lie just cuz it rhymes

It’s morning time, the day after the start of daylight savings. For the next few weeks, I know that everyone will keep looking at the time and being surprised at how late it is, how light it is. Right now the sun is barely starting to make the sky twilight blue - I wonder, can you call it twilight in the morning? Last night I almost gave up on writing a song for songwriting group, which would have meant that I would be kicked out on week four out of twelve, but instead I finally took all the scraps I’d been figting with all weekend and tumbled them together until something that kind of made a bit of sense came out the other side. I hope that Belle likes the sound of my music, because she has to listen to it all day sometimes.

Writing so many songs this winter and spring has been illuminating. I have never written this much in such a short span of time. I think I used to be afraid that the well I have for writing songs is finite - like if I went back to it too often, it would dry up, but that’s not true at all. The more you go to it, the easier it is to get there, the more you find. I want to make songs that are true, solid, discrete as a pebble in your shoe, and there is no shortage of pebbles.