It's all over but the lyrics. Yesterday I spent a productive few hours in sunny downtown Portsmouth hammering out rhyming couplets and such. I have yet to go back and refine, but there's at least enough raw verbiage to work with - I actually got most of the lyric writing for four of the songs out of the way. Only, er, six to go. Oof!
Sometimes things don't fall into the shape you want to force them into. It's funny - you're the creator, after all, but sometimes songs seem to have a resistant shape of their own. They are not like clay, that will follow the design your hands want to coax them into. They're more like bread dough, alive, -- you can knead and stretch and twist, but songs tend to rise and spring back and demand you work with what they want to be - like anything living.
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