Song in Your Box, Week Forty-Nine

Week Forty-Nine, "You Don't Get (working title)". You always know there an issue when you can't figure out the title to your song. That's right. This song at the moment has no definitive title. It does however have a nice story.

See my talented guitar-playing friend Mr. Bill Titus and I had a writing session this past Friday. He came with a couple ideas (chord wise) which we played and I sang melodies to. We recorded them so as not to forget them (Thank God), changed a couple of things, added a few more and then he said "Sing to them what you will." So awesome...As usually finding the melody is the most fun part for me.

So that is what I did. I found the melody for the basic idea that he brought and then I changed a few more things in order to get the B part/chorus. It's still a work in progress as I'm sure he will have things to add but generally I like it. I LOVE the verses. Super catchy and I'm singing it in my head all day.

I did also want to mention that tomorrow marks the year anniversary of my moving to New york. I can't even believe it to be honest. That one year ago, I hadn't seen my now beloved apartment and room, I didn't know my wonderful other roommate, and couldn't predict what it would feel like to be back in New York.

Well it feels awesome. I am so happy to be here. It feels like it's the place I'm supposed to be and I couldn't be more grateful for this exciting first year here. I share that just because it's funny to look back and remember how unsure I was of the move and how sometimes you can be so unsure of the outcome but once you do it, you realize there was nothing to be unsure or frightened of at all. Just a reminder that it all works out in the end. (And if doesn't work out, it's not the end:)

So here is the song by Bill and me.

Happy July 4th!!!!

all my firecrackin' love, Dana

p.s. 3 weeks to my big show at Rockwood Music Hall. July 23rd 7pm Stage 1. You coming????  

I can't keep wishing on a star Cuz I've been wishing and you're still so far So I'll throw some pennies in a well And never tell

Oooooh when's it gonna end? I keep torturing myself Oooooh and I'll never win If I don't ask I don't get

You keep on coming to my dreams I keep on wondering what it all means Cuz when I wake up you're not there it don't seem fair

Oooooh when's it gonna end? I keep torturing myself Oooooh and I'll never win If I don't ask I don't get

I can't keep looking at the moon hoping that somewhere you're looking at it too that you might feel me in your veins Ain't that insane?

Oooooh when's it gonna end? I keep torturing myself Oooooh and I'll never win If I don't ask I don't get