Monday, May 10, 2010

To Sir, With Love

But how do you thank someone, who has taken you from crayons to perfume?


It wasn’t the only career he considered. For a brief period, the young Don Black trod the boards as a stand-up comedian, at a particularly inauspicious time. “Variety was dying,” he has recalled. “I blame myself.” [1]

Don Black wrote the lyrics to “To Sir, With Love” and Mark London the music. Black revealed to the Sunday Times August 10, 2008: "It's one of the very, very few songs that I've worked on where I've written the words first. Normally, I may give the composer a title or suggest a couple of lines, but I don't like to write the whole lyric first. If you write the lyric first, you tend to ramble. You want the structure there to work against it."

In his biography, Wrestling With Elephants, Black identified a certain glint in the eye which is common to the great composers he has known and worked alongside and now he has another term for them too.

“I have called them professional dreamers and I think they are,” he says. “That’s certainly what I do – I walk around parks and sit on buses and think of these things. It doesn’t strike you at the time, but as I look back, that is what I have spent most of my life doing. And if you compound that, year after year after year, hopefully it is good for you.” [2]

 

To Sir With Love

Words and music by Don Black & Marc London © 1967

Those school girl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone,
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on,
But how do you thank someone who has taken you from crayons to perfume.
It isn't easy but I'll try

If you wanted the sky I'd write across the sky in letters
that would soar a thousand feet high,
To Sir, With Love.

Those awkward years, have hurried by why did they fly away.
Why is it Sir children grow up to be people one day,
What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world outside?
What is there for you I can buy?

If you wanted the world I'd surround it with a wall I'd scrall
These words with letters ten feet tall,
To Sir, With Love.

The time has come, for closing books and long last looks must end,
And as I leave I know that I am leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong, and weak from strong.
That's a lot to learn.
What can I give you in return?

If you wanted the sky I'd write across the sky
If you wanted the world I'd surround it with a wall
If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start

If you wanted the sky
If you wanted the world
If you wanted the moon

If you want to try

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Don Black won an Academy Award, received five Academy Award nominations, three Tony nominations, five Ivor Novello Awards and a Golden Globe. He's written songs such as "Born Free", "Ben" (as recorded by Michael Jackson), "To Sir With Love" (as recorded by Lulu) “Sam“ (as recorded by Olivia Newton-John), and a quintet of James Bond theme songs - "Thunderball", "Diamonds Are Forever", "The Man With The Golden Gun", "Tomorrow Never Dies" and "The World Is Not Enough". He's written over a hundred songs for movies such as The Pink Panther Strikes Again, True Grit, Dances With Wolves and Out Of Africa. He was awarded an *OBE in the Queen's Birthday Honors list and awarded with an Honorary Degree of Doctor Of Arts by the City Of London University. He's worked with the leading composers of our time, including Henry Mancini, Quincy Jones, Marvin Hamlisch, Jule Styne, Elmer Bernstein, Michael Legrand and Charles Aznavour. 

Don Black's official website: www.donblack.co.uk 

1. Music Week: “Don Black” 2007 June by Adam Woods
http://www.musicweek.com/story.asp?sectioncode=2&storycode=1031246

2. Classic Bands.com: The Don Black Interview by Gary James http://www.classicbands.com/DonBlackInterview.html

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Jennifer, You Can Do it!!! Don’t Give Up!

Jennifer Haase needs your help to complete her next record “No More Invitations.”

Here is why, right from Jennifer:


On The Biggest Loser, everyone's trying to lose the most weight each week to avoid elimination, to avoid having to go home. Their "last chance workout" is the last workout of the week before they weigh in. Their trainers damn near kill them during this workout. And they damn near kill themselves, because they know that the only way to guarantee their success is to work harder than they have all week to reach their very important goals.

Gang, for me and my album "No More Invitations" it's truly Last Chance Workout time. For many reasons, I will be sent the hell home if I don't work harder now than I ever have to get this new album done and printed and released ASAP.

Reason #1: There is strong interest from companies like Bug Music, Inc. to represent my new songs for licensing opportunities, to pitch to bigger name recording artists, to make money with my songs without taking my music publishing rights away. They need more finished songs from me to even consider taking me on.

Reason #2: There is a booking agent in the UK who is very interested in adding me as an opener to a full 6-week tour with one of her established acts this coming autumn. To add me to a tour without a new album to promote yet just doesn't make sense for either she or me. Without that new album in my hands, I risk losing her interest and I sure don't stand a chance of gaining anyone else's.

Reason #3: I am reaching out to artist managers and record labels for their interest, as well, and the response I always hear (from those who reply at all) is "Let us know when that new album is done and we'll take a listen."

Reason #4: Booking agents, managers, licensing companies, recording artists, the buying public... they all pay attention to reviews. I can't get reviews until I have songs to be reviewed. See how the big circle all ties together?

Reason #5: I quit my cushy full-time job with rockin' amazing benefits to give this singer/songwriter thing everything I've got. I didn't do that blindly. I know this is what I'm meant to do. But, yes, I need finished songs to survive now. And my hunger to survive and finish what I started is getting so big it's about to get pretty damn buzzed with motivation and perspiration around here.

That's at least five big reasons why I need to finish this album right now. And I need at least $5,000 more to do it. Last Chance Workout. You're about to watch me sweat like I never have before. I'm making cold calls and knocking on doors. I'm calling in favors and adding a new "Executive Producer" opportunity for small investors (see below). I'm kissing babies and then yankin' on my sneaks and taking this thing to an all out run.

Please see the list below for some easy and important opportunities to help me reach my fundraiser goal as quickly as possible. Please contact me if you have questions or want to discuss some ideas of your own.

And if nothing else, I love it so much when you cheer me on. That kind of support is truly priceless.

I started this fundraiser in July 2009. My goal is to have this album DONE by July 2010. With your help and lots of hard work, we can get there.

"LAST CHANCE WORKOUT!! LET'S GOOOOOOO!!"


Thank You!
Love to All,
Jennifer Haase

My website: www.rhymeswithclassy.com

My making-of-the-album blog: www.nomoreinvitations.blogspot.com

 

How Can You Help? Here are some really wonderful ways...

1. Become an EXECUTIVE PRODUCER. My record producer and I would unquestionably keep total creative control, but if you'd like to help me fund the album's completion AND make a profit on your investment this is your chance to do it. Discuss with me what investment you'd like to make and what interest you'd expect to earn in exchange. We will agree on the numbers, the deadlines, the benefits. And you'd sure as hell get a nice big thank you in the album credits, as well. If you have ideas or want ideas, please talk to me.  

2. DONATE to my ongoing fundraiser. Details are on the "buy" link at www.rhymeswithclassy.com. Please contact me with any questions and if you'd like those details emailed directly to you. 

3. Buy my 1st album "Listening Chair" from www.cdbaby.com/haase, via the download version. Forgive me that the printed CD is currently out of stock. I can't afford a reprint yet, but thanks for your patience! 

4. Buy a download card of my 1st album "Listening Chair" from me to give to a friend. Your investment helps. You sharing my music helps even more. Contact me directly for download card information. 

5. Post links to my website and my blog to your Facebook pages and twitter accounts. Add names to my mailing list. Help me spread the word.  

6. Tell me I can do this. Tell me not to give up. Tell me you'll kick my ass if I do. Tell me loudly and tell me right now.  

You are wonderful. And I am grateful forever, amen.  

 

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Suitable for Framing (Handwritten Lyrics for “You Won't See Me”)

Reading the handwritten lyrics An Introspective Mess had sent me, Kerry shook her head and muttered, “I know exactly what she means. I’ve been her. I’ve been there. Vincent... you HAVE to frame these!”  I will. 


“You Won't See Me”
I find this song hilarious, in a way. My mom and grandma dragged into a restaurant one day when my anxiety was really bad, and I was having panic attacks and it was just terrible. I remember thinking, “I just want to break that glass and rip out my veins”. Instead, I put on my hooded sweatshirt and took off my glasses. It was in my mind that if I couldn’t see the world, I didn’t exist. Luckily the waiter ignored me, so it was like I had truly disappeared.

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You Can’t See Me 
Tippy Montgomery, 2009

Escaping the voices that haunt me
With my headphones closed tight
I’ll keep my mind working
Until daylight

I think maybe if I take off my glasses
And put on my hooded jacket
You won’t see me
‘cause I can’t see you anymore

The fear that builds so suddenly
This panic set in front of me
Sends chills running down my spine
I bite my tongue and shy away
These demons hiding in my brain
Like to pick apart their prey
Before they devour it whole 

And maybe on a better day
I’d follow you and your train
But for now all I want to do
Is hide beneath the table
Breaking glass from every cup
The blood it takes to fill one up
My anger fueled by what I’ve got
Mustered under the gun

I think maybe if I take off my glasses
And put on my hooded jacket
You won’t see me
‘cause I can’t see you anymore


“Superglue & Seashells”
I had written pieces of this song a while ago, and then I came up with the rest recently. It’s about my life pretty much. Depression, anxiety, self-abuse and writer’s block. That’s it.

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[Bravely, an Introspective Mess has opened up more about this amazing song. What she wrote is still the best chapter in my book so far. Read it here.]


You may visit an Introspective Mess at www.myspace.com/introspectivemess 
or contact her at:tippythevegan@yahoo.com 

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