So you meet someone and you like their music. You sheepishly step up, initiate small talk whilst internally you work up the courage to ask them to meet up sometime to see if you could write a song together. It’s a weird situation, sort of like a blind date where you sit across from each other and display your musical wares until you agree something sounds good and then you write the bugger.
Much like a blind date it can go either way. Hopefully you’ll both achieve simpatico instantly, your ideas and styles combining to sound like something worth listening to. On the other hand it could be horrendously awkward like a baby giraffe trying to break dance.
My writing session today with Liz Lawrence was one of the good ones. I travelled up to Homerton on the delightfully efficient and wondrously swift Overground service from Shepherd’s Bush (without delays and screw-ups it really is a good system) to meet Liz at her abode. As you can see from the picture here, there was a delightful black leather sofa, a lava lamp is just off to the left….only joking…. Liz possesses a honeyed and sultry voice, roughened up by the rollies she smokes. From her brogue ankle boots to her epic fringe, Liz is cool and it all feeds into her writing. Hopefully we’ll bust out a few more tunes together.
We wrote a song called Our Kingdom , a Civil Wars type duet about a couple imagining their future life together and building a home. I’m very excited to play it one day on stage with Liz. I feel it warrants me growing a beard.
That last sentence may be a bit of a departure from the rest of the blog but if you were in my head you’d understand.