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Love Can Be Bliss
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singer songwriter acoustic beatles music florida new york love songs writer college performer larry whitler robin macblane
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I am a solo singer/songwriter. My music is mostly soft although my songs could easily be performed in mostly any style.
For me, it's all about the song. That mysteriously magical thing that happens when a lyric is married to a melody. The writing process is invigorating and exciting while simultaneously being exasperating and difficult. It is that moment when music is being composed and a lyric is being written when I am truly the "artist at his easel." The creative process continues when the song is brought into the studio to be recorded because, as in writing, the production and arrangement processes also have their own sets of challenges. Those challenges are always dictated by the song itself and the task at hand at that moment is to be true to the song and carefully craft a recording that reflects what the song is about. Part three, for me, is to then take that song and perform it. It is the purest form of displaying this work of art called a song and is the only place where the magic of the creation is reflected back to me from a room full of interested listeners. And at that moment it is only as magical as the audience makes me believe it is. My CDs are all available on CDBaby.com.
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Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Author
Words and Music by Larry Whitler
Rights
2014 Quill And Keyboard Productions
Uploaded
November 09, 2014
Track Files
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MP3 7.7 MB 320 kbps 3:21
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Love Can Be Bliss by Larry Whitler I must admit I was somewhat ecstatic As I went through the box I had pulled from the attic. There were photos and ticket stubs and all those old things, Plus a journal from high school and a tarnished class ring. I slipped the ring on my finger and it still fit me well, But I'd outgrown the words that the diary did tell. I cannot remember me feeling like this Impatient for love and convinced of its bliss. Naive as I was, idealistic and green, The me I am now was there at sixteen. The passion for music, the comfort of friends, I guess will be with me right up to the end. And, oddly, one passage I wrote on one page Was written to me if I'd lived to this age. I wrote to myself with one stroke of a pen That I'm happier now than I ever was then. Maybe I knew from those older than me There's more comfort remembering than the "what will I be?" But it just goes so fast, life seems to slip by. So I picked up a pen and I wrote a reply. I wrote to myself, "Now you listen here. Take nothing for granted, live each day like a year. Fit as much as you can, don't wish any away. Ignore the naysayers, and work like you play." I chuckled, of course, at this undeliverable note. I never would read what the future me wrote. If only it was possible, but tell me, just how? Then I paused as I realized I could read my note now. I could take my advice and apply it today. I've still got a heartbeat, still more things to say. Like a bottled up message no longer adrift. The teen that I was, was right! Love can be bliss!
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