So I'm a metal guy. Have been for years. Everything from Cannibal Corpse to Symphony X to you-name-it.
Can't seem to get involved with anything good for the past year and a half. I've searched high and low. Trudged to the jam-spots, rode the subway, got lost in Queens, NY in the rain . . . etc, etc. You know the score . . .
Anyways, I'm also a budding lyricist. Except that I don't seem to write metal. I write ballads, sound-tracky stuff with a contemporary Celtic feel. I'm not even remotely Celtic. I'm Italian and Jewish from NJ. It just comes out of me. Country music as well. It's
weird. One song after another. I have no idea where this stuff comes from.
So yesterday I post an add looking to work with a composer/pianist and maybe a female soprano. This dude contacts me the same day. I check out his site and some of his tunes. Wow. The guy is mad-skilled. Composer in residence at so-and-so, studied at Yale under so and so, wrote the score for this thing and that thing, works with this chamber ensemble hearabouts.
He asks me for some lyrics. I send them to him, scared to death this guy is going laugh his a__ off and mock me to his friends.
Instead, he emails me and says my lyrics are awesome. We go back and forth, and then we jawbone on the phone for a while. The final score is that he's going to put music to some of my lyrics, and I'm going to put lyrics to some of his music. We talk as he's on his way to Lincoln Center to rehearse. To add to it the guy seems
cool as hell, not in the least bit smarmy or jaded. He asks me for some notes to give him more thematic background for one of my songs that he's particularly interested in.
Is this for real? Will it result in anything? Maybe so, maybe not. But it just goes to show that most of the time, I don't really know what lies ahead. I just gotta follow the notes where they lead and show up ready as I can be.
I wonder what this guy is gonna think when a long-haired dude with full sleeve tattoos and a Suffocation shirt shows up at his door.
