Saturday, September 25, 2010

Memories of Tomorrow

<a href="http://drlindyke.bandcamp.com/track/memories-of-tomorrow">Memories of Tomorrow by Dr. Lindyke</a>

This was written in response to several stimuli...

First, I'd promised that I wouldn't do any more competition songwriting until I'd worked on some of our original ideas. William provided some creepy lyrics, which I proceeded to modify to make even creepier.

Second, I wanted to try my hand at a modal composition. In the end, I wasn't strict about that and I let the song go where it wanted to. You may hear it as just being a little...off. You should know, too, that the verses scan in a particular un-creepy way when read, but it's a very different feel when sung. I chose this particular rhythm deliberately to throw the song out of the lyric's natural cadence and make it sound distressed.

Third, my son Michael asked me yesterday why we haven't written anything recently that's like the 'serious' music we wrote in the early 80s (like Dr. Lindyke). So this was to appease him as well, and to provide a song that can be accompanied with French horn and trumpet. This one has a solid, melancholy bass line that should be accompanied by finger snaps. It also has two bridges. Odd all the way around, but there it is.

I could tell you what this song is about, but I won't. I think you might be able to figure it out, and any speculation you have is probably better than the truth, so we'll go with that.


Memories of Tomorrow
wmh 7.19.10 (revised 9.25.10)

Remember the walks we would take
Down by the lake
The flowers we planted in spring
The lemonade that we made
To cool off the summer
Sitting there on the porch swing

Remember the walks we would take
Down by the lake
Picnics and skipping stones
The laughter we made
You went into the water
And I walked home all alone

[chorus]
Your first day of school
You Halloween ghoul
The photos we took are there in your scrapbook
The nightmares and dreams
Shade the world as it seems
And all the fun of the days that would follow
Memories of Tomorrow

Remember the walks we would take
Down by the lake
Picnics and skipping stones
The laughter we made
You went into the water
And I walked home all alone

It’s not easy to walk all alone
With your heart void of sorrow

A story of woe
Creativity flows
As I search for the proper emotion to borrow
In my nightmares and dreams
I rehearse deadly themes
As I brace for the questions to certainly follow
Memories of Tomorrow

[instrumental solo]

All I have now are dried flowers we grew
And all of those Memories of Tomorrow

On the six o'clock screen
Like a Hollywood scene
Like a weapon I brandish my sorrow
As our nightmares and dreams
Bathe the world in our screams
Casting a pall over all of the days that would follow
Memories of Tomorrow

Memories of Tomorrow

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