Memory fail

One of my songs was running through my head the other day. But I hadn't practiced it in forever, and big chunks of the lyrics were missing. Even when I made an effort to recall them, they continued to hide.

No biggie. This happens to me from time to time. I made a mental note to look the song up later.

The surprise came when I got around to doing it. As I read my forgotten lyrics, there was no sense of recognition. No "Oh, of course, that's how it goes." It was like seeing them for the first time. As if somebody else wrote them.

Maybe this kind of thing is inevitable after you've produced a certain number of songs. Trying to console me about my failing memory, a friend of mine said that she used to work for a magazine where not every story got a byline. She and her colleagues frequently couldn't remember which of them had written a particular article.

Still, it feels weird. I'm not one of those songwriters who can create an entire first draft in my car on the way to the bank. I struggle for almost every line. If I have to fight so hard to bring the words into existence, they ought to stick around without any further effort on my part.

Oh well. One good thing came out of my little memory fail: I realized that I hadn't backed up my lyrics since many new songs ago. Now if my hard drive fails, I won't lose any of the words forever.

'Tis the season, I guess

Summer lingers for a long time in Tucson. After many weeks in the 90s, the weather finally got cold enough today that I wore a winter jacket. Not a very heavy one, but still a winter jacket.

Coincidentally, this was also the first day Mix FM started in on All Christmas Music All the Time.

On November 11.

Has to be some kind of record.