I was in a rock band years ago. It was a real rock band, with two guitarists, a bass player a drummer and a real singer. I was on the keyboards, of course, using an old-fashioned Vox Jaguar electric organ, and an upright piano.
But it worked. Unfortunately, my music writing at the time was in its infancy. I was only a teenager, and during that period of my life I had just begun writing my own songs. And I will admit even now, some of those songs were pretty darn good, even for a fourteen year old. (Which is when I wrote my first song.)
And during my teen years, I had written a small collection of songs, most of which I still remember. They are recorded on a cassette tape somewhere. Eventually I'll put this collection of songs on another CD and call it Volume One - Rockin' the First Steps. They number about sixteen songs, which I wrote over a ten year period. From age 14 to about age 24.
By then the band had dissolved and I focused on fine art instead of performing art. It wasn't until I was over forty when I went back to writing music again. I have chronicled what happened on this blog. To reiterate, it was after my fifth novel had been completed and published, I just got the music bug again.
So I bought new keyboards and got busy. And in the next three years or so, I wrote 120 more songs, which I put on volumes 2 through 13 and can be heard even now on SoundCloud.
I may get busy on my Volume 1 songs soon. But I'm getting back into my novels right now. I'm revising John Dunn; Heart of a Zulu and hoping to find representation or another publisher. I think that novel has the most potential, because it's a true story. And true stories are even better than fiction.
That's what I think anyway. We'll see how that goes.
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