Guitars, or any other instrument for that matter just don't bulldog their way into our lives; Musical instruments are the "PLAY HARD TO GET BABIES", of all time,..they defy being tamed,.they are obstinate, unwilling, unbending, and initially cold barren objects until they sense their practitioner
Some of us are crowned as kings, and some of us are loyalists to kings,. Kingship has never rained on me although I've been blessed to be blood brothers with royalty,.
Songwriting has nothing to do with winning awards for songwriting; songwriting is a sacred art, and yes , we want to be praised in private and in public for our works, but any songwriter worth their salt knows the acts of men are temporal while the acts of God are eternal..
Living with William J Cedzich, my father, was like living in a house with a human bulldozer, whose fingers could play those moving minor key Slavic dirges on a Steinway grand piano that could make you weep.
Someone reading this (how can that be?) mentioned that I left out the "WHEN" in my "Who What When, How, Where, part. Sorry about this. I'm new to this blog thing.
Evangelists hail from the order of the Tongue,.they have trained their Tongue's to do amazing feats from getting you to believe you're a terribly wrong sick individual as they reach into your pockets and abscond with your coinage..
As songwriters, it's the inside of the song we are to get to,..the core of the song is what when planted, reproduces itself in the spirit of the listener.
The narrow rocky path has always been the path of the artist..
To throw oneself blindly into the streaming rugged winds of the muse is beyond stupidity or courageousness,. It is a choice-less vendetta against those pilgrims tempted by the flame of Art,.
