Back in the day, I poured out songs. And performed them too. Last week, I found a pile of lyrics while I was about to practice the guitar. But I could not remember the melodies. Without the melodies, they weren’t even bad poetry. No wonder I couldn’t remember the melodies. They were awful.
But one thing I noted reading through was that they had plot lines. They attempted to tell a story. Okay, one or two were dated but pleasurable. Those were the ones that were humorous. They were meant to entertain. Under the circumstances in which they were written, I enjoyed playing them, and others enjoyed listening.
But the love songs were turgid. I can picture the plot now…There I am singing my music to my inamorata, and she’s saying, “Gee…if the song is that bad, what would the relationship be like?” It’s like “deja vu all over again!.”
Yup, now I know why so many ran for the hills. Fast!
So how come my current sweetie, since 1981, is still married to me, and maintains that she loves me? I never wrote her a love song.
It’s simple, logical, and it works. All I do is hug her, kiss her, and profess my love. No singing. It has no scribbles. No plot line!
It’s simple, logical, and works. I’m canceling that proposed love song. I just can’t take the chance.
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I love songs with a story to tell. I’m glad your current sweetie stayed for the long haul, no matter how it happened. 😉
Professing our love is the best. I am glad for you. I wish you both a good and satisfying new year. Regards, Lakshmi
Gosh, you gave me a good laugh this morning. When it works, no words really needed other than those of genuine appreciation.
🤣 Actions speak louder etc.