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IF YOU SHOULD SEE ME

This week truly reminded me that I was on a journey. I felt like I had traveled so very far in my life from the time when I was a teenager. There were many different paths I could have taken. How did I know which ones to follow to get to the place where I am now? I didn’t find my insight until this morning. With clarity comes peace. I am appreciative and grateful for my clarity! When I was younger and making those enormous “life choices” regarding a husband and career, I was filled with uncertainty and doubt. It was interesting this week to record my song that spoke exactly to that subject!
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SONG OF JOY-PART 1

Today I recorded the song from my wedding. It is now a new song with a new title. I assumed it would be called “Song of Joy,” and named it as such up until today. However, as I was singing it a more poignant title came to me – “Together.” Continue reading

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AUTUMN RECOLLECTIONS & ALONE

It turns out that the songs I’ve decided to record last are musically the most unusual and interesting. When I went into George Reich’s studio, I decided to arrange two songs together: Autumn Recollections and Alone. Both songs are among my earliest compositions; I was seventeen years old when I wrote them. I decided to exercise creative freedom by connecting the songs; they are short and similar in style. Each has dissonant chords, as well as three stanzas without a chorus. Three strings of the last chord on Autumn Recollections carries over into Alone, even though they are in different keys. Continue reading

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BESIDE ME ALWAYS – PART 2

when you died my tears filled an ocean. I was violently submerged – gasping, barely able to stand the shock; swirling in a raging current, a current of time. I was gasping, paralyzed, and choking, wanting to drown, but unable to sink. The current dragged me along –
it seemed endless . . .
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