I have very few opportunities to collaborate with musicians. And when I do, it’s typically just Sunday mornings at church. But that doesn’t count. What I mean by collaboration, I’m talking about sitting down with talented individuals and creating something from nothing. Bringing life to sounds that only existed in the mind or in the very depths of emotion and spirit. That type of collaboration.
A couple of days back, I wrote and directed my short film, Poison For Dinner. I haven’t talked about it much, except when I was scared of doing it. But I grew out of that. It was shot successfully. My good friend Raul (an amazing cinematographer and editor) finished the rough cut, so now we transition to the music and sound phase. This is one of my favorite stages in post-production.
It started yesterday and continuing all this week. It’s all about that sweet collaboration. Together with my long time friend Mike (a gifted guitarist and songwriter — you should see him write music on the iPad. Super talented. Super patient.), we spent the night composing sounds. It felt good. Four simple notes led the way.
I’ll have to say, it’s coming out great. Finally, I’m dusting off my piano skills and putting it in to good use again. What stalled me?
Don’t mind the my size Barbie doll in the back. That’s my daughters. I promise.
It looks I know what I’m doing, but I don’t. I’m totally lost, but yet inspired and immersed with sounds that compliment the visual story.
I don’t ask much for my music ambition. All I want is to get better at it, create it, and share it.
I’m looking forward for this to happen a lot more frequently. Monthly, according to my goals.
Which is why I shopped around Guitar Center yesterday and got me this book:
Moral of the story:
Make your artistic collaboration intentional. It just won’t happen. Inspiration doesn’t just happen. You have to grab it, press it against the wall and say, “Give me something now!”
Not thinking like this stalled me.