My boyfriend once told me that I would make a good A&R person. Because of my ear for music. To which I replied: “I didn’t know they still had A&R people.”
I just wanna write great songs.
If I had a high(er) self-esteem, I would have become a musician. Perhaps a broke one. Or I would get frustrated with the industry and change careers. Who knows anymore?
Someone just told me to leave all my sorrow
If that is true, I don’t know who to be
Could be these troubles are part of the plan
Could be we need the bad just to take a chance
So I forgive what was taken from me
I will be free from the picture you paint, you see.
Tell them:”These troubles are out of your hands”
Tell them: “You’re free to use them to clap and dance” – Pretend by Seinabo Sey
A snippet of Mam’ uMadosini performing live at 6 Spin Street, CT.
Sometimes songs are able to just capture what you’re feeling at a particular moment. Most times, they end up carrying you to your next point….or until you find the words to express yourself again.
And no, it doesn’t make me depressed. It actually keeps me focused. Helps me work.
Johannesburg Survival Kit. (Black Jacks initial idea for their EP Cover)
Minus a few items, this reminds me so much of my childhood.