I am happiest when I write music or sing. And what I love most is that element of surprise. A friend of mine gets his entire song – melodies and everything as though it’s a download. How awesome is that not? Poor old me, on the other hand, has to work damn hard to find the words and hear the music! This morning I got an idea for a song and yes it involved guns and violence  (blame it on the horror movies I love watching!). So I figured that would be my starting point. However, after a half an hour something else emerged altogether. At first I thought the song would deal with addiction and in my mind I called the song  “I won’t lead you astray” . I based it on family experience but then the unexpected happened. The song took a bitter twist so I re-wrote the entire first verse and what came out was a sick little song called Side Street Lover.

A while back some guy once mentioned that I should become a part time social worker seeing that I always had something to say about human nature and all that jazz. Ask anyone who knows me…I am not cut out for that! Now I am not saying that those things are not valuable in their own right but seriously -  not everyone wants to be a social worker or psychologist. It is odd that in our society have such strict ideas about how people should be helped. “Join an organization”, “Volunteer here” or “give money to that cause”. And surely it should not matter how you go about making a difference  – as long as you do in some way. But hey…that’s just how I feel about it…

Here are some lyrics to the song so far

I dragged you out of hell so many times before

But you never can forget the way

You go back, you go back to stay

Never before did I have a reason to beg at Hell’s door

But Heaven aint answering me no more..