Wanna compose-produce something for this lyric?
Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 1:49 am
Hi,Wanna compose and produce the music for the lyric below? If interested, PM me. I can't afford to help pay for studio productions right now, so ... I'm looking for someone who can do a film/tv broadcast master quality production themself. I can help find a singer or musician, if needed. Not sure how big the market is, but I'll pitch the song for us.You can read more about me at my website links below.I'd like to keep the lyric at least 95 percent in tact.Thanks for considering it,DeanPS Can you guess how old I am? lol--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------maybe pop or 'singer-songwriter' or ........ SONGS OF MY YOUTH© 2006 by Dean Brantley TaylorLyrics by Dean Brantley Taylor (ASCAP) Denver, CO, USA 80218www.LetsTalkMusic.com/DeanTaylor Note: another composer tried this. He had some good ideas, but some problems, too. If you want to do a 3-way collab, you can play off of his ideas or do it your own way in a 2-way collab. VERSE Come Monday, Monday I was dancin’ in the moonlightDancin’ all night‘Til the sun came up colored ruby on TuesdayFeelin’ all right. I was feelin’ warm and right, feelin’ all rightThe Beatles, Dylan, and Carly got me over hump day with Bob Marley,Ms. Reddy, and Don McLean drivin’ his ChevyMy levy was fullCHORUSThey sang the life I dreamed ofThey sang about peace and loveAnd they sang, and they sang their words of truthAnd they sang, and they sang the songs of my youth VERSE Each Thursday, Thursday I was stuck in Junior High SchoolFeelin’ the fool‘Til I heard some Cat or a little Three Dog NightThey made it right. Aretha and Gladys Knight made it all rightThe Fridays were lonely for me So, I turned to Neil Young and Joni,Elton John,David Bowie and his ‘Major Tom’My blast-off was on CHORUSBRIDGE [the first half is optional](Otis sat me on the dock of his bayWhere Doby made the grey drift awayUp off the boardwalk, blowin’ in the windHere comes the sun, clear sailin’)I knew Barbara Ann, the Rubberband Man,Amy, Beth and Ben, Mandy and BrandyThey were my friendsMick and the Stones, they were my friendsWith Johnny Ramone, I was never alone CHORUSTAG (optional)(And they sang, and they sang)And they sang, and they sang And they sang, and they sang the songs of my youth END© 2006 by Dean Brantley Taylor