Once You've Seen How Sausage Gets Made...
2011-05-23
...all you wanna do is make sausage, cause it's so much fun.
This story fascinates me. For years, I've believed (secretly, probably falsely) that I would be a great co-writer of hit songs. I don't have the creativity to fill a blank page with platinum lyrics, but I am the kind of annoying person who sees and hears everything and immediately spots the way it could be 3-5% better. I experience this most often in music - where a single word, or sometimes a phrase or couplet could be tweaked to perfection.
Brad Paisley, if you're reading this, I'm especially interested in working for you. You are the greatest singer-songwriter in country music today, but I estimate that I could improve about 50% of the songs you write. Whether changing a word or two, or rewriting a couple phrases, is enough to merit a co-writing credit is a discussion for another day. If nothing else, I'd do it for the satisfaction of seeing something great made even greater.
[Things this post reveals about me that most people didn't know before: I suffer mild delusions of grandeur, I love the music of Brad Paisley, I am still looking for that fine line between sycophantic and arrogant.]
This story fascinates me. For years, I've believed (secretly, probably falsely) that I would be a great co-writer of hit songs. I don't have the creativity to fill a blank page with platinum lyrics, but I am the kind of annoying person who sees and hears everything and immediately spots the way it could be 3-5% better. I experience this most often in music - where a single word, or sometimes a phrase or couplet could be tweaked to perfection.
Brad Paisley, if you're reading this, I'm especially interested in working for you. You are the greatest singer-songwriter in country music today, but I estimate that I could improve about 50% of the songs you write. Whether changing a word or two, or rewriting a couple phrases, is enough to merit a co-writing credit is a discussion for another day. If nothing else, I'd do it for the satisfaction of seeing something great made even greater.
[Things this post reveals about me that most people didn't know before: I suffer mild delusions of grandeur, I love the music of Brad Paisley, I am still looking for that fine line between sycophantic and arrogant.]
Labels: Music