It's all about the song
Songwriting Confidential (Thinking up stuff)
If I'm "thinking" about writing a song it will never get written, or if it does, it will be a piece of crap, thought up, paltry and disingenuous even on the most sub-lower level boogie level.
Morons can think up songs, anything can be "thought up" by those who think things up. Songs given to the writer in mad frenzy's of inspiration are the divine subliminal dreams of God which are received by those worthy conduits who are always poised ready to receive; poets, painters, and mad dreamers alike. Thinking up something and passing it off as a revelation is like trying to convince someone that dog poop is really steak tartare garnished with succulent herbs and spices.
There are deep beautiful secrets out there waiting to be revealed to passionate caring artists and writers who will never get them because they are too busy running about trying to “ think up stuff “, stuff not even worthy of the time it takes to “think” it up.
Why the country music industry is in such a state of preposterous idiocy is because these writers rooms on music row are filled with sad little devils sitting in crimped airless rooms trying to “Think up stuff” to ingratiate and pull one over on the poor listeners out there who have become so accustomed to garbage that they have become completely desensitized by what's being pounded into their skulls on a daily basis by these overproduced sad ass rock renditions of the LIE that has become country music; and please, no hats off to these barbie doll females who think they have to break glass with high pitched caterwauls to get your attention, that is not art, that is squawking and clucking.
The music will never ascend if writers who write these disasters keep on “Thinking up stuff “. Until it’s finally realized only when you take “You“ out of the equation, when you dismiss the idea that “You” are a songwriter or whatever, and when you wait patiently and silently for the creative spirit to finally decide that your are worthy enough to impart a secret too, only then will you pierce the unknown and deliver a message that has never been heard before; only then will you step as an artist into the hall of the King of Kings…
by Chris Gantry