So, here is how it happened for me.
It all began when I was maybe three. I had inherited an extensive collection of “Playhour” 45s from my brothers, which I played on our sweet old GE record player. Most of the tunes were nursery rhymes, but there was one song that was my favorite, an instrumental version of “Oh Dear, What Can the Matter Be?”. It was different than all the others. It was jazzy. It was syncopated. To me it sounded like “grownup music”. I remember feeling liberated listening to it. Ha! I still have many of those old records but unfortunately that one is missing, and I so wish I could find a recording of that song.
At the age of 5 or so, I I picked up my brother’s guitar and wrote a song, my first song, which was called “Cigarette”. That is, of course, what I thought a rock star would want to sing about.
Here are the chord chart and lyrics:
(Strum All Open Strings for the duration -Allegro)
Sung in Stentato voice, any notes of your choosing
I want to smoke a cigarette
So go to the store and buy me some
My mother probably didn’t like this song. But I didn’t want to smoke cigarettes, you see. I was just trying to get in touch with the modern audience.
Next installment will be Music: Part 2 – which will include The Breaking of the Record Player and a thorough telling of The Hamburgers, in which I will really bare my soul.