First, just so you don't freak out on precognitive buyer's remorse, you get 4 full trial plays to help you decide whether you can afford to swing owning a download of this track.
OK, next.....
Too often - because we are beings very much tied to analysis of our condition, rather than the direct experience of it - we tend towards preferring our UNDERSTANDING of a thing over the existential experience of it. This is the essence of what it means to be closeminded, and we all know of instances in our own lives where we have missed the pleasure of something because, at the time, we were not open to trying it.
Some of the greatest works of music - canons of international culture today - evoked derision and antipathy when first debuted, especially from critics whose opinions the public trusted. It took repeated exposure and time for the public to finally get by the initial wall of established convention to the direct experience of those works.
So let's just begin by saying that if your first reaction is to seek a genre comfort zone from which to assess how well we did in writing this piece, resist the urge. You won't find one. You'll do much better by accepting the baseline that it has no commercially established genre, because it comes from a place in the aesthetosphere that prevalent commercial interests have never colonized - at least, not yet.
What I CAN tell you, however, is that you won't get the full measure of this piece in one complete listen. It is chock full of melodic and rhythmic constructs we spent two years poring over and reworking that don't repeat without modulation. There isn't one hook in the thing - there are hundreds, no more than a measure long, all structured to be both musically substantive AND readily apprehendable by listeners of all kinds and all nationalities. That's why we expanded the number of FREE PLAYS to FOUR.
Frankly, if you can't find a fistful of things to like in the 18 minutes of phrases available here, there's something wrong with the way you are listening. No offense intended.
Perhaps you think 18 minutes of music is too long. Too long relative to what, I ask? Or perhaps you think that, of all the things that clamor for your attention in life, appreciating music - especially music untouted by any respected authority - is way down there on your priority list, even though it is one of the very few capacities that humans alone, among all the animals, have. Just saying, of course.
It's a sad truth that people tend to become entrained in memes that detract from the full existential richness of life. But that, precisely, is what the current powers of the music industry attempt to do to our minds. And why not? Like all business, they seek a stable demand for a predictably produceable product. We think that's wrongheaded. A brief history of the entertainment arts clearly shows that no form, however brilliant, maintains its primacy indefinitely. The human appetite for entertainment rejects status immobility. And taste doesn't necessarily even evolve. It just shifts with the wind, hither and thither.
In light of that, we offer this piece for whatever you might choose to make of it. Who knows? You could be one of the first in yet one more shift in musical taste.
This is not an intellectually dense piece of work. I wanted it to be easily enjoyed, not analyzed. It is a simple tone poem in words and music, designed to please, not challenge. So relax, don't fight it and everything should turn out just fine.
lyrics
I never believed I could be lucky.
I heard little voices going in my head.
The day I was born I was an ugly ducky
Nobody wanted, better off dead.
Better off dead,
Living a life of dread,
My head was filled to bursting
But my heart was underfed,
Way underfed.....
My mission in life was just to struggle,
To take the world and make a bad thing right,
But what it was like to hug or snuggle
I never knew; I was born to fight.
I was born to fight,
To make it all go right,
But if I had a need
I was to keep it out of sight,
Out of sight
And wouldn't you know it,
Well, just like that,
My luck turned round
The day I found
Someone to treat me right.
Now I'm flyin',
No denyin',
No more cryin'
In my coffee.........
It wasn't because I was a winner
I wasn't a genius at semantic arts.
I stopped by the house, we went to dinner
And, in a while, we were talking heart-to-heart.
We're still heart-to-heart, never far apart.
It was a magical new beginning,
Quite beautiful from the start,
From the start........
Now I'm lucky
So lucky
Lucky and it fits my bill,
Lucky,
Oh lucky,
Now they call me "Lucky de Ville",
Now they call me lucky
Now they call me lucky
Now they call me "Lucky de Ville".
credits
released May 28, 2019
A whole lot of thanking has to go to Roger Bieckel, living down in Monument for his transcript and technological efforts, which were absolutely essential to making this sound file happen.
With respect being a songwriter, as discouraging as my 49 years in USA have been, Rachel and I persevere, regardless. What
else do we have to offer to the world? Thankfully, we DO have a few supporters across the globe who buy these songs, either because they like them or to give our morale a boost. Thanks hugely, friends. Your support is critical to why we get up each morning and plug on....more
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