I have become a big fan of the Songwriter App on my iPad. It is a great tool, including help with ideas, rhyming, phrases, showing chords, framing the song and so on. It also allows you to record the song with the iPad or external mike, so you don't forget what it is supposed to sound like. This is very helpful as once you start getting to twenty plus songs, you start to forget some of what you actually wrote. So on my trip I have been using it to write new songs, but also get the old ones on the system. The tally is 24 completed, seven under construction with another dozen ideas/titles in queue.
Here is one I wrote a couple of years ago when I first started thinking about a detour. I was reminded of the words when punching the song into the iPad, and how close it is to what I am actually doing.
This Ain’t No Crisis
By M. Smith
He wants a faster car
He wants to own his own bar
Wants’ to do all the things he hasn’t done so far
He wants a cool guitar
Wants to learn how to strum
Wants to write the music that he hasn’t yet sung
They tell him that it’s just a phase he is passing through
He’s just feeling the feelings, and doing the things that any middle age man will do
But this ain’t no crisis.
It’s just the way he feels
This ain’t no crisis
Everything you see is real
You can tell him that he’s crazy, that he’ll come around, but he won’t hear what you say
So get on board, come along for the ride, or just get outta his way
This ain’t no crisis
This ain't no crisis
This ain't no crisis
No middle age crisis
NO, NO, NO
He wants to travel the world
Live in a hut on the beach
Wants’ to do a little dancing, with the senioritas
Speak a little Spanish
Margaritas and beer
Live for the moment, and grow his long hair
They tell him that it’s just an aging man and his fantasies
But his heads' on his shoulders, his ass is in gear, it’s his new reality
This ain’t no crisis
It’s just the way he feels
This ain’t no crisis
Everything you hear is real
You can tell him that he’s crazy, that he’ll come around, but he won’t hear what you say
So get on board, come along for the ride, or just get outta his way
This ain’t no crisis
This ain't no crisis.
This ain’t no crisis
No middle age crisis
NO, NO, NO
Here is one I wrote a couple of years ago when I first started thinking about a detour. I was reminded of the words when punching the song into the iPad, and how close it is to what I am actually doing.
This Ain’t No Crisis
By M. Smith
He wants a faster car
He wants to own his own bar
Wants’ to do all the things he hasn’t done so far
He wants a cool guitar
Wants to learn how to strum
Wants to write the music that he hasn’t yet sung
They tell him that it’s just a phase he is passing through
He’s just feeling the feelings, and doing the things that any middle age man will do
But this ain’t no crisis.
It’s just the way he feels
This ain’t no crisis
Everything you see is real
You can tell him that he’s crazy, that he’ll come around, but he won’t hear what you say
So get on board, come along for the ride, or just get outta his way
This ain’t no crisis
This ain't no crisis
This ain't no crisis
No middle age crisis
NO, NO, NO
He wants to travel the world
Live in a hut on the beach
Wants’ to do a little dancing, with the senioritas
Speak a little Spanish
Margaritas and beer
Live for the moment, and grow his long hair
They tell him that it’s just an aging man and his fantasies
But his heads' on his shoulders, his ass is in gear, it’s his new reality
This ain’t no crisis
It’s just the way he feels
This ain’t no crisis
Everything you hear is real
You can tell him that he’s crazy, that he’ll come around, but he won’t hear what you say
So get on board, come along for the ride, or just get outta his way
This ain’t no crisis
This ain't no crisis.
This ain’t no crisis
No middle age crisis
NO, NO, NO
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