Matthew C Good : Musician, Software Engineer, Hobbyist.

Posts from January, 2008

Understanding Art for Geeks (Link)

#35 – Please

Only about half a song still, but… I like this one.

(C) 2008 Matthew C Good
Think about it carefully.
I mean,
What’s holding you back?
Sometimes, some things
shine pretty on movie screens
You and me
are everything we need
And if all I had was dust,
If I had you, that’d be enough.
What I really mean…
I, like all,
am looking for what can’t be found
But I can describe it,
I feel closer with you around
If one and one is two
then someone’s got some thinking to do
cuz I’m not half as strong
without you in my arms

Again, the high-strung epi. Capo 2, duh.

#34 – Alright

So I’ve stopped calling these “Song-A-Weeks,” because they haven’t been, and aren’t likely to resume being, very weekly.
Here’s one called “Alright” – at least for now. Its pretty much just a demo, since only about half the song is written (it cuts off in the middle). It’s trying to be about talking and human interaction rather than all these machines we have as intermediaries.

(C) 2008 Matthew C Good
Put down the phone, and let me in
Turn off the car radio
There is a lot I’ll never know
about you.
Honey just quit your worryin
I’m never gonna let you go
Even if we lost everythin(g),
you know…
Baby, you and I,
we’ll get by
there’s always treasure
in your eyes.
Babe, as long as they
are focused on my face
we are gonna
be alright

Guitar is the epi, hi-strung. That was the inspiration i needed to get writing again.

#33 – Boom Times

This is a case where I thought of the title first. I was thinking about America and how the 20th century really was a crazy time for them (I say them because i was only around for about a fifth of it). You could call the postwar years our boom times. Heck, maybe people do. I’m not the student of history I’d like to be. But, even with all the sexual/russo paranoia of the fifties, we still built our country’s intellectual backbone during that time period, and kicked some economic butt, to boot. In that century, the U.S. emerged as the world superpower it is. That’s pretty amazing.
But that sort of massive growth can’t continue indefinitely, I don’t think. Like I said, I’m not enough of a student of history/economics to really be qualified to make these statements, but I was feeling depressed about America the other day. Heck, even the world. Sure, the next revolution is hard to see before it happens, but I was struck with the question of “where can we go from here?”
There are so many more things to worry about now – We can’t just build huge heavy gas-guzzling cars and pollute the heck out of our rivers and streams. We can’t go on throwing trash away at the rate we do. There aren’t the same vast stretches of nothing in our country (except in Alaska). In those ways, it looked to me like our boom times were behind us. Things from here on will develop at a much slower pace.
Anyway, I tried to get all of that vague discussion into a song and failed miserably. I really like the title and the concept, so I’ll almost certainly be junking this song and starting from scratch, after brushing up on my recent American history. Here’s the song in iteration 1:
Boom Times
(C) 2008 Matthew C Good
That’s just the problem
with getting what you want
all the time
It seems like a good thing
until you try.
If you never hold back
you’ll never be surprised
at what happens next
And that aint no way
to live a life.
on the skyline
windows in a hi-rise
no one seems to mind
Gold Rush,
wish someone had told us,
nothing left but gold dust
from a guilded age,
and boom times.
It’s gonna hurt, dear,
to look this mess in the eye
and walk away
cuz with all of its squalor,
it was beautiful one time.
If anyone is listening
who wants some advice
it’s worth it
Cuz a restless heart is better
than an aimless life.

The Onion: Republicans, Dadaists Declare War On Art

Things to do Before I Die

part one:
* actively participate in the writing and production of 50 albums. They do not all need to be full length, but preferably most of them.
* put something into space, or preferably, orbit.
* ride the trans-siberian railroad across (obviously) siberia.
That’s all i got right now. I need to go to bed.
but first I need to brag. I made killlller beef bourguignon… oh goooodness. major bonus points. end brag.