Sarah says we should cover Sleeping Sun, and I, of course, agree with her.
Here's some sheet music. Don't know if it's that great, but I guess it's a start.
For us to share and work on lyrics. For any other music we may potentially want to make, too.
Friday, July 13, 2012
Monday, June 25, 2012
Die Tonight-music
Working on music for Die Tonight. I wrote some, like 5 years ago when I wrote the lyrics, and recently found the original sketch of the melody, and the cello part I wrote for it. I've made some sense of it, which probably renders useless the cello part and whatever part I gave to Alyssa--in fact I know it's completely different, because the old cello part has some strange key changes that are not present in the new working of the melody.
So I have the melody in bass clef, going to write it in treble clef soon (tomorrow if I remember), then I'll rework my cello part to fit the new rendition of the melody, THEN hopefully I can get Sarah on the piano to write some other parts. Or someone else. I'm not picky; I just can't do it by myself.
So I have the melody in bass clef, going to write it in treble clef soon (tomorrow if I remember), then I'll rework my cello part to fit the new rendition of the melody, THEN hopefully I can get Sarah on the piano to write some other parts. Or someone else. I'm not picky; I just can't do it by myself.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
The End of All
Let's share consuming kisses,
And like fire meeting powder,
Let's explode and end this town.
These violent delights have violent ends,
And we'll show them the triumph of true love.
Let's kill the envious and swear not by the moon,
But by our hands and by what we can do.
And I will do it all to be with you.
And will you leave me so unsatisfied?
For I want more than what you do;
I want the world to die for you.
So we'll be not ourselves
And we'll love no one else,
For we'll die in the world
And we'll live in the grave.
I'll have no other name
If you will call me love,
For your name murders me.
And when I married you,
I wed calamity.
I'll make your wedding bed the grave,
And we'll destroy our lives
If just to kiss these pilgrim lips.
We'll quench our love with purple fountains issuing from our veins.
If we survive, I'll cherish you to death.
Let all things die if I cannot be loved by you
For love-devouring death do what he dare,
It is enough I may but call you mine.
So we'll show those that never hurt
What pain sweet bliss can be.
So dedicate your loveliness alone to me.
What's love? The damned ones use that word in hell.
I must be gone, or stay for love and die.
And love's the end of all.
And like fire meeting powder,
Let's explode and end this town.
These violent delights have violent ends,
And we'll show them the triumph of true love.
Let's kill the envious and swear not by the moon,
But by our hands and by what we can do.
And I will do it all to be with you.
And will you leave me so unsatisfied?
For I want more than what you do;
I want the world to die for you.
So we'll be not ourselves
And we'll love no one else,
For we'll die in the world
And we'll live in the grave.
I'll have no other name
If you will call me love,
For your name murders me.
And when I married you,
I wed calamity.
I'll make your wedding bed the grave,
And we'll destroy our lives
If just to kiss these pilgrim lips.
We'll quench our love with purple fountains issuing from our veins.
If we survive, I'll cherish you to death.
Let all things die if I cannot be loved by you
For love-devouring death do what he dare,
It is enough I may but call you mine.
So we'll show those that never hurt
What pain sweet bliss can be.
So dedicate your loveliness alone to me.
What's love? The damned ones use that word in hell.
I must be gone, or stay for love and die.
And love's the end of all.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Secret Tunnel
Wrote some lyrics to make it a whole song!
Two lovers, forbidden from one another
A war divides their people
And a mountain divides them apart.
These lovers made a pact to one another
With the power of their hearts
No mountain could keep them apart.
Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
The walls would move and the tunnels would change
Only they knew the way through
And their names were Oma and Shu.
They dreamed of a city of peace and prosperity
Built from the earth by their hands.
They wished for a new land.
Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
And if you go in, you must follow your heart
And your love will lead you to light.
But if you do not trust the power of love,
You will surely get lost and die.
Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
Two lovers, forbidden from one another
A war divides their people
And a mountain divides them apart.
These lovers made a pact to one another
With the power of their hearts
No mountain could keep them apart.
Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
The walls would move and the tunnels would change
Only they knew the way through
And their names were Oma and Shu.
They dreamed of a city of peace and prosperity
Built from the earth by their hands.
They wished for a new land.
Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
And if you go in, you must follow your heart
And your love will lead you to light.
But if you do not trust the power of love,
You will surely get lost and die.
Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!
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Thursday, January 5, 2012
Other songs again.
I'd also like to do Hoist the Colors from Pirates of the Caribbean, and The Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin. Imagine that with strings and Brynn singing Nightwish style. It would be the best ever.
(this is a pretty lame cover, but it gives the whole song)
(this is a pretty lame cover, but it gives the whole song)
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Other songs.
I'd like to do "Something Wicked This Way Comes." Also some more Shakespeare songs, though I don't have any particular ones in mind. An orchestral version of the 5th Element diva song? Maybe cover a Decemberists song.
The Short First Life of Hazel Levesque
It was not long before I saw this gift was a true curse.
Be careful when you wish for all the riches of the earth,
For when you live in poverty, you wonder what is worse.
When jewels take the lives of men, it shows what they are worth.
I don't know why it fell to me to bear this awful skill.
He came to her and she gave him a wish she could fulfill;
They come to me from in the earth, deeper than man can till;
It came to her, and she obeyed the voice's evil will.
Now far from home I take my plight,
Row to an island out of sight,
Resurrect this evil thing,
A body's gold and silver gleam.
Though I may have died a hero when I shoved it underground,
I thought Elysium was too good for one who'd done such wrong.
My mother, controlled by the voice, to Tartarus was bound,
Forever with the monsters and the sinners to belong.
I bartered at the judgement for my mother's and my soul,
So to the fields of Asphodel we were deemed to go.
Therein we shuffled, silent, ghostly spirits blank and bare,
Susurrating memories of lifetimes short and gone.
And in the misty grayness, so grimly waiting there,
I met a son of Pluto, my half-brother never known.
Be careful when you wish for all the riches of the earth,
For when you live in poverty, you wonder what is worse.
When jewels take the lives of men, it shows what they are worth.
I don't know why it fell to me to bear this awful skill.
He came to her and she gave him a wish she could fulfill;
They come to me from in the earth, deeper than man can till;
It came to her, and she obeyed the voice's evil will.
Now far from home I take my plight,
Row to an island out of sight,
Resurrect this evil thing,
A body's gold and silver gleam.
Though I may have died a hero when I shoved it underground,
I thought Elysium was too good for one who'd done such wrong.
My mother, controlled by the voice, to Tartarus was bound,
Forever with the monsters and the sinners to belong.
I bartered at the judgement for my mother's and my soul,
So to the fields of Asphodel we were deemed to go.
Therein we shuffled, silent, ghostly spirits blank and bare,
Susurrating memories of lifetimes short and gone.
And in the misty grayness, so grimly waiting there,
I met a son of Pluto, my half-brother never known.
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