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#drawing this at 2 in the morning while binging friends was certainly an experience
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extremely self indulgent art but erm hai,, ^_^
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Saturday, January 20th: Steve Tannen
(The Weepies)
What compelled him to begin in the first place:
1.    Love of music
2.    Wanting to write the music, or needing to write
Leonard Cohen lyric “You don’t really care for music do you?”
Not everyone Loves music
(*** Right, wow. So true. And also…Hallelujah)
Ecstatic moments
Memories connected to music
From those moments came what he was trying to connect with this whole time
Memories- related to music. With music. (**Yes. Yes. **)
Didn’t know option be singer songqriter musician
Bc not seen or given as option growing up
No one tells a kid they can be that
But everything was pointing to it always
(**again yes yes**)
Brothers old 5 string guitar out of tune was how his style came to be
Changing melody bc different voice
Poems to music
Trying to do what other people did that made me feel good, badly (music) that who he was emulating badly  (((Yes. Yes.)))
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pentameter)
(((GOOGLE: “Deb Talan & Steve Tannen began writing together the night they met in 2001 at Club Passim in Cambridge. Their band's name, The Weepies, is inspired by the term used for old movies that are guaranteed to deliver a good cry, an effect that's certainly true of their subtly intoxicating folk-pop (though they're often tears of joy.) “... WOWWOW)))
4 chords from musician living in mom’s basement teaches him and then he realizes he can do in any way he wants
Revelatory (***oh this word right here***)
Collaborating together is trusting someone
Enough to bounce your ideas off of
Self-critical/ together
Good to have someone you trust
Collaborative process
(AH) Bravery it takes to put yourself out there like that
(((Googling Downtime: https://www.417mag.com/calendar/?search=&category=Music#event-listing ))) ((No other “luck”))
((Wait wait maybe American Beauty?))
(((AH had to get through the fear and moment of terror to get to the next step, had to go through that)))
Challenge he and his wife have for each other
Ex. Open thesaurus point to a word choose a near rhyme, that’s your chorus
Ex. Sit at piano while watching Ghandi opening scene with sound off and write
     Edie Carey
(Love that she is doing hers outside)
(Group with AH “Live from New York” ended up being for singer-songwriters)
“Isn’t it funny how that can happen…there’s so many Blanks that have yet to be filled in”
Ani Difranco- That moment – in tears
Realizing she wanted to do this
Gateway artist was Shawn Colvin (saw at 15)
Then always listened to famous people, creating dance routines etc.
Seemed so far away, couldn’t see how to get to where they were
Then when seeing Ani, she was close-up and attainable
Amazing- far from her in terms of skill
But close in proximity- 3 feet a way
Alewaysd loved writing words
If able to work at it, figure out how to play instrument
Can marry singing (always had been a singer) with playing and writing
Was able to see self performing from there
(AH relating – saw WHITNEY HOUSTON ?!?!?! o.m.g. to the unth. Wow. Sync
Thought about how she could never do that)
Felt far like some other creature
(AH saw Indigo Girls liked what they wrote about, liked thinking about what they wrote about in own inner life can help others with their inner life)
Humanness to singer-songwriters
You hear them play this transcendent music
Blows your mind
Followed by humor and/or personal stories (ex. What they had for lunch that day)
Being up close and personal
Close to other human being
Sing magical
Duality
All at the same time
Allows to connect
Care about what those are writing about
(  I  ) can write about things that are meaningful to me
Singer songwriter music lets you in in an intimate way
Sees fearlessness in self as coming from lack of a filter
Cries when hits on Truth even in happy songs
At least at some point
If she doesn’t cry feels like job isn’t done
Cries= knowing that it’s true
(Emo pain can show up in body ex. Sinus infection-psych related)
( AH: Feeling in people are buried songs bring up and out
Can be scary- do I really want to feel this on the way out
Vs. just thinking picking old scab
Tool for healing)
Writing for selves (Freudian slip?) all of my selves
Has to be feeling it truly- whether reliving past or present
Always helpful
Often tend to be pressioned- (sp.)
Songs telling about things that are going to happen that she is not ready to deal with yet
Some direction or decision, the songs know before she does sometimes
(AH- Learns about self and own interiority through writing in a way that can’t be accessed elsewhere. Engaging in music draws it out of you)
Magic component
Music component can be unconscious in so many ways allows for it to be birthed out of you
In ways that can’t be done in convo with friend
“Mary Gauthier says cocktail conversation”
(“Songwriting: proceed with caution “- AH, “may accelerate person growth”)
Get out of the way bc things are happening before we even realize it
If a song is asking to be written you have to write it
Don’t have to play it
Even if for simply for exercise of writing it
Or experience of healing or revelation or whatever is going to come from it
Gets up really early to start day by writing
Quiet with clear mind to write, an accomplishment for the day
Did “Artist’s Way”- manifesting creativity in your life
Morning pages- before you even put your feet on the floor
Like Draino-ing all the stuff in your head
Loss being freeing
Painful but liberating
Ability to move on, move forward.
Advice: Write lots and lots and lots of songs
Even if meh
Keep digging
Just worry about writing great songs
The kind that make you fall apart in the most beautiful day
Work your butt off
Write true songs
Be true and real, can’t go wrong
People will be drawn bc people will see themselves in them
Has a cheese bar. As in puns etc. Vs. a sad bar (limit)
But write it anyway and then edit
Don’t be editor all the time, wants to open the door
Won’t edit words into metaphor
Lets go bc hasn’t tapped into Spiritual, Universal River that all artists swim in
Need to get there, can’t technical his way into it
So goes back to the river
Getting to the river…Writing, doing.
There’s a sense of connection sort of with have a Home life and kids that fills up some of the insane need for connection that fueled his early writing binges
Some of the fire has changed over time into a slower burning flame
(AH Hammering away…economy of language,
When collaborating and giving feedback-
More often they come from subconscious place
But some are conscious
Regrets more conscious choices
Don’t worry about what the world has to say about where you are or how you are doing it
Just do it, you know you have to do it anyway so just do it.
(“Horrible Failure- living on brothers couch, deb at starbucks)
William Carlos Williams greatest poet American ever produced- and it’s bc he wrote everyday
Being with a writer/ partner can’t imagine one who doesn’t do it- write all the time and see things in that way and in their head by being in the world that way- bc they get it they get eachother and eachother’s “zoning out” bc rhyming/writing in their head and/or finding scraps of paper everywhere.
(AH: Hotel New Hampshire get obsessed and stay obsessed. Great place to put obsessive qualities)
Persist in failure, persist in obscurity, persist in success, persist in failure, persist in obsurcity-  Robert Fripp
Arc/art of the artist
Different advice depending on where you are:
If in the
Beginning- don’t be afraid to copy and find out exactly what they did
In singing along you will find your own voice- (who he is sneaks in…sometimes (((yes. Yes.))) )
 Had quit writing, someone he dearly loved came over and told him why a failure because not like Cole porter or Robert Johnson writer…
Told he was too complicated, too wordy, too in love with himself, you think your experience is everybody else’s.
 A lot of people who become actors or artists have someone in them says “oh yeh” where someone told them no …
  (((Gosh I want to be like them. Like that,  Love. How wonderful.)))
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