FAWM 2021 #10: Wrong Week
Riff on lines from a favorite movie.
Riff on lines from a favorite movie.
My great-great grandfather migrated from Texas to California during the 1848 Gold Rush, and left a memoir about his trip and his travails there. One memorable scene included miners (all men) square dancing at an impromptu camp celebration of the U.S. Independence Day. This tune is inspired by that scene.
Inspired by a PostSecret card.
A quick instrumental take on footsteps on snow.
This is a "rent party" song, drawn on the tradition of holding a party, with an admission or a tip jar, to raise the money for the rent.
A little honky-tonkin' never hurt anything.
Written for the "Finishing Something" prompt, there is a lyric for this creeping around the edges of my brain, but too shy to show itself just yet. Maybe recording this as an instrument and pushing it out will tempt the poor wee thing to come out from the shadows.
This tune is for the "It's a Sign" challenge:
There was a dancehall south of Houston, called Eddie's Country Ballroom.
It had about a half-acre dance floor, but no liquor license (the
county was dry, I think), and sold only setups (for BYOB) and snacks.
It was a family-friendly place, with a sign at the door: "No one under
18 admitted without parent or husband of age."
Instrumental only, for now, as if feels complete-ish that way. I'm
gonna claim the "Folk Tune" challenge for borrowing both Mendelssohn's
and Wagner's wedding tunes.
"Froggy Went a Courtin'" meets "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner", maybe?
There is something about slow, sad waltzes that strikes deep for me.
I wanted to set my hand to one this year.
I likely have it in the wrong key for my voice, but don't have enough
February left to re-record, so I'm going with it as is.