Monday's almost over. Rewrote the lyrics to "I Don't Get That About You", played the song for two people, and went back to reclaim the lyrics I wrote the first time. You can't please everybody but you can try to please yourself.
Had a rehearsal for the private party coming up. I'll be singing mostly standards and bossa novas with my trio. It's so comfortable singing this material, like putting on a comfy old bathrobe. But it's too safe. Plus who thinks like that any more? "Taking a Chance on Love", "These Foolish Things" are about a world that doesn't exist any more. True, the emotion of love is timeless and universal, and these are very romantic songs. Maybe this world we live in will never be romantic in that way again.
Or maybe I'm just tired!
Possible idea for the next song: family equals suffering times how many? Happy Thanksgiving!
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