gissy truly sux.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

*sad* This sucks.. No one agreed when I said I was cute in that picture. Pfft.

Well, anyways..

I used to believe that I really couldn't compose songs, and that I'll never be a good singer that way. I can't play any musical instrument professionally, and I don't have perfect pitch (I can TRY to get that).

So. Yup.

Just last night.. INSPIRATION STRUCK ME.

It all came from the "Hush-a-bye baby" song. I don't even know whether its spelt right, but yup. I always thought it was a really morbid song.

So I twirked the tune a little so it turned a little eerie.

OMG.. I COMPOSED A SONG~

Its quite interesting.. It doesn't sound good if there's no mtv. So. ALL IS PLANNED.

*cackles*

Story:
The song is sung by a lady who is carrying a baby, and sitting in a dark forest.. At night. Like.. when its all dark and misty? Yup, that.

And the baby isn't the lady's. The baby belongs to her ex-lover and his wife. So she kinda.. stole the baby and is just rocking it to sleep (is the baby sleeping, crying, or already dead?) as she sings the song.

And at the end of the song.. the song either:

1. just ends with her rocking the baby to "sleep" (inverted commas are optional),
2. ends with her killing the baby in a cool, silent way.. no violence involved, OR
3. if the baby is already dead, then she just finishes the song.. slight pause of 4 beats or so, and she starts humming the "hush-a-bye baby" song in the normal lullaby tune.

Don't ask me how it really makes sense.. Its as good as a one-time performance, where you don't know the people who are performing.. And you didn't really understand what the performance was about.. You just have to figure it out yourself. :P

A performance doesn't have to make perfect sense, because the performance is received the way the audience perceives it to be, because they relate it to what they KNOW. The magic of a nonsensical performance.

Oh, the lyrics.. I don't feel like telling you all. But I promise, I DID compose a song.

darkness falls at 11:06 AM