Monday, November 14, 2011

She Will Be

We live in a culture that's trashed a lot of the levels of substance about an Adam, Abel, or Cain. Can't disable all the puns without a little Cain. Me, I write to entertain. Self-entertain, that is, contained, even here on the cyber-plane. I'm reminded of a Bugs Bunny cartoon where he shows a film he's made and everything - all the credits - is by Bugs Bunny. At 11 Water I'm my own songwriter, singer, player, sound man, critic, host, interview, audience, and remembrance.

She Will Be

Inside her mother's house she waits to see, if the man of style will come, ring the bell and set her free
I've dreamed so many years of just her company
It brought me her way and now we sing in harmony
She will be, she will be, she will be, she is with me
She will be, she will be
She will be ................!

We have no more money left laying in the bank, no friends or family left for us to thank
Our old-fashioned piano is so badly out of tune
But it sounds all right when we gather round to croon
She will be, she will be, she will be, she is with me
She will be, she will be
She will be ................!

She is the sea ......................................................

We've thought of days gone by and things we could not see
We take it easier now that my love lies with me
Someone will still shed a tear for love not meant to be
While out of what we have become are the people we will be
And she will be, she will be, she will be, she is with me
She will be, she will be
She will be ................!

(SaveLove Music 2011)
                                                                     

"She Will Be" began in tribute to Paul McCartney, thinking of the bass accents and humor that spoke his own version of the British Music Hall meeting American Country & Western. Would the song be taken as cavalier? The pun, or rather, the fun of looking at which sense of the word most closely applies, is that either way cavalier comes from caballero, horseman, gentleman, knight. There are plenty of Mexican barrios where it's said as an insult or jest, not an honor. My friend Stephen Alcorn is an embodiment of the primary usage, the Italian cavaliere, a man dedicated to the aesthetics, morals, and manners of wholesome sensual beauty.

 "Perhaps your lyric is too cavalier, John." That could be where the word becomes its opposite, meaning haughty, self-serving, toying, ungentlemanly, unthinking. By the time it trickles down to such a criticism, it means I may have gotten a little too cute, maybe made too much of contacting Sir Paul at his most insipid. Which is all fodder for my questions about why children's music has done so little to insure an ethical familial society as run by adults.

The gentle liberation of the chords to the chorus and the notes on top cannot be heard until the song is presentable. "She is the sea" signals an instrumental bridge that extends this music. How long it took to finish writing this song is unimportant. What matters is that it is done.