By: Joano

Joano — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 01:12:26 +0000

While I am no expert, I remember that Christmas play well, and remember it was the music that drew me…it drew me to meet you, to sing for you, and, later, to sing it’s beautiful melodies. “Snow on the Hilltop” haunted me then as it haunts me now, with its pictures of a cold winter and the light of Christ’s hope and love within the cabin of our Christmas dreams. If that much imagery can be contained in something “derivative”, then I’ll take it, any day! None of us in that production ever agreed with your friend’s opinion, and we don’t now. Though, that is likely pride on our parts. If the musical suffered, it was in our execution, NOT your writing…or your music.

By: Rob Meyer

Rob Meyer — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 23:50:07 +0000

I have always considered it a cruelty to have the drive within to create music, but not the ability to create great music. My words are trite, my melodies simplistic, and every time I stand in front of an audience to try and show them what I have done, my knees knock and my mind cannot focus on nor remember the words. I cannot even watch American Idol because my stage fright occurs every time I’m watching someone else stumble through an audition. Sometimes I feel like God has given me a gift of mediocrity, yet my pride wants so much more, and it feels like a constant, irritating humiliation from which I learn nothing but meloncholy.

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By: Joano

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