Along with the song camps that I attended during 2007 and 2008, I took part in songwriting workshops sponsored by my local and other NSAI chapters. Our Birmingham chapter held monthly meetings with opportunities to play our songs and have song critiques. They sponsored several concerts at local music venues where we could showcase our songs as singer-songwriters. Sometimes there were special events where professional songwriters from Nashville presented workshops.
A short piano piece evoking the solitude of drifting on a moonlit lake.
In 2007 I went to three NSAI Song Camps in Nashville. They offered one more song camp which would take place July 20-22, 2008. For NSAI Song Camp 102, Jason Blume would be the main teacher. I had read several of his books as well as some of his articles on the BMI (Broadcast Music, Inc.) website. I looked forward to this opportunity of learning from him in person.
Often I get too caught up in work I have to do, work I want to do, and thinking about work I should be doing. Sometimes, to relax and get away from the grind, I simply turn on the TV and enjoy turning off the part of my brain that tells me to work.
NSAI Song Camp 301 was held October 21-23, 2007. This song camp was the last in the series and I was very excited about going. I also ordered tickets to the Bluebird Café for the late show on Tuesday night.
Faded photographs, a favorite teddy bear, toys, and dolls evoke memories of childhood. Along with these, you have recollections of vacations, holidays, and family gatherings.
From the moment in November 2006 when I decided to become a songwriter my life had a purpose and a goal. Although I could dimly see my destination, I was on a day-to-day journey not knowing exactly what was next. Going to Blue Ridge Song Camp was a huge step on that journey.
Make something that did not exist before you created it. Make some art: compose music, write a poem, draw, or, live as only you can. You are the only one living right now, in this moment, with your experiences, with your dreams, with your abilities, and with your unique perspectives. The world needs your art. You need your art.
After my trip to Nashville, for the Song Camp 201 in May 2007, I began voice lessons with Ron Browning. He is a vocal coach who was, at the time, also a teacher at the Nashville Jazz Workshop. In June, he was going to be on the faculty at the Blue Ridge Song Camp. Although I had only had four lessons with Ron, I already deeply respected his opinions and advice. He urged me to attend.
During October, in the South, the earth begins its yearly process of becoming cold and barren. By December, trees look like bony specters with empty, naked arms reaching out to the sky. Their crunchy, brown leaves lay scattered across the ground. People are bundled in coats, gloves, and hats which inhibit movement. The weight of these heavy fabrics press in on our bodies. We are looking for spring and the freedom of the flowing cotton garments of warmer months
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