Songs Need a Place to Call 'Home'
I was excited when one of my songs was licensed for use in recent years and, I heard it for the first time in a sailing web series; that was cool and, surreal.
River Winding Through Your Hands: https://soundcloud.com/catleblanc/river-winding-through-your-hands
Today and tonight, I listened to two more of my original songs playing in two different film projects (one local and, one from away); it was a fantastic feeling. I was thrilled that the people incorporating my songs into their projects were happy.
On top of that; two more of my original songs will be licensed and placed in another film project.
I love to create, but I don't want to do it in a vacuum. I create moody pieces that should each have a home.
The body of music and lyrics that I create on my own and through my collaborations with other artists are for my creative projects that are more geared towards installations, performance art shows, and experimental videos.
When someone a few years back told me that when they listened to my songs; to their ears, they were film scores or songs for a film credit roll or thematic scores for different scenes in a film; that changed how I viewed my music and songs.
I have written music for commercial projects and succeeded to a certain degree but, the music and, words sometimes ring false to me on some level. It can be uncomfortable work.
I enjoy doing things that are real for me. My personal stories or stories about the people I know and care about or those people who have floated in and out of my life throughout time are my musical poems.
I started work on some new music while I was in Sicily in April doing my artist residency. One of the poems I wrote, which is now a song speaks to me. It's called SHINE.
You tried to tell me everything
You spoke a language I could not understand
I've finally arrived at a strange place
And your message now has a clarity
As I reach out to you and you take my hand
Let it shine, let it shine
It's divine, these moments
So tender and new
Let it flow through you
Let it break free inside of you
You walked on water
As I stood far away on dry land
You flew to the sun
You called out to me to join you
And I now finally understand