Am I creepy enough for Halloween?

It’s funny about songwriting. I started writing this in a romantic vein and for many strange reasons that are unknown to me it morphed into a song about a Halloween spook. The character came from nowhere and declared himself. It’s fun to create and watch your creation take over.

Please listen and tell me what you think.  Am I creepy enough for Halloween?

Thanks, Marc

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“Don’t Count on Me.”

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Classical Trilogy

I first started writing songs when I was nineteen. I was a jumble of emotions back then just like a lot of teenagers. I was lucky enough to have this musical spark in me and I felt the need to express myself musically. At the time I had just finished reading “Lord of the Rings Trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkien and I was inspired to do a musical background for the books.

This was my first attempt at songwriting and it was a little daunting at the beginning but after the first few tries my confidence grew. My imagination ran wild as I brought Middle Earth to life. I was inspired by the mystical atmosphere, vivid landscapes, horrible monsters and great villains created by Tolkien’s imagination.   It turned out to be a major project. When I was finally finished I had 25 songs under my belt and that felt good. I felt at that point I could do anything.

Time has passed but Classical Trilogy always remained a favorite. When the movies came out it was interesting to see how the film makers expressed themselves. I think they did a good job with the movie and the music but I think I did pretty O.K. too. I’d like to share with you a sampling of three of the songs in Classical Trilogy. Please give a listen and tell me what you think. Click on the titles to listen. Thanks.

-Marc

 The Departure of Boromir

Fond Farwells

Sounds from the Golden Hall

Fool of the Day

I initially started writing this song with your typical member of the mafioso in mind.  As time progressed, so did the lyrics and I found myself echoing the protests of the day, It morphed itself into a tale of corruption but this time on the “legal” side of the law. Shining the light of day on the criminal element of Wall Street. If you ask my opinion; I say a crook is a crook and who is the fool of the day?

FOOL OF THE DAY

Your pockets are full there’s change in the town

Old habits die hard corruption abounds

Men are made in the family way that’s the theme boy

For the fool of the day

 

Life is easy I’m getting rich

I’m passing bills without a glitch

Don’t get caught cause then you’ll pay the price boy

For the fool of the day

 

Take me break me the times have made me

Laws are meant to be broken by me

And in my fallen glory I’ll tell you my story

And I’ll never agree to cop to a plea no siree

 

I’m not worries about the government man

The dreams I had are over things got way out of hand

I watched my back and stayed discreet

And I was set up from a one to a three

 

Take me break me the times have made me

 Laws are meant to be broken by me

And in my fallen glory I’ll tell you my story

And I’ll make bail that’s a bona-fide guarantee

Your pockets are full there’s change in the town

Old habits die hard corruption abounds

Men are made in the family way that’s the theme boy

You’re the fool of the day

Click here to listen to FOOL OF THE DAY

Copyright © 2012 by Marc C. Miller

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Pandora’s Box

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Being so moved by the events of September 11, 2001. I needed to express my feelings about that fateful day in song. Although it has been more than a decade, my memories of that day and the history that followed are strong and clear. 

I wrote the following song “Pandora’s Box” as a warning to the future just as much as a memory of the past.

Pandora’s Box (click to listen)

Bottles in ice toasting higher places

Blacked out rooftops are included with such.

Weapons of war rise among the towers

Pandora’s Box has now been touched

Burning bridges across the water

Tanks roll there’s trouble along the way

I see the sky’s on fire

Night it seems has turned to day

Basement dwellings amid the thunder

Highlights low tones savor it all

Blinding battles in spite of the weather

Win or lose who can recall

Copyright   ©2012 by Marc C. Miller

Pandora’s Box (click to listen)

On Songwriting

To me songwriting is all about feeling, its instinctive. It’s abrupt and it comes on like a wave that washes over me.  It is cool and it fills me with a heightened sense of perception. It is a divine spark that empowers. It is mysterious and it is magical.

It is an urge that propels me to create, to explore concepts and feelings through melodies and verse.  It is a powerful feeling that I have no control over. It chooses the time and I must capture that feeling in a bottle before it is lost in a dark hole of the imagination never again to see the light of day. At times it comes on subtly, like a whisper, at others it comes like a roar and I must listen.

Then I must write it down. Sometimes life tends to get in the way. I have lost many a tune driving or on some idle errand. This is the frustrating part that I suppose many songwriters must deal with.  But I would say by far the joys of being a songwriter  exceeds the frustrations.

Like anything else there are many different ways to write a song; sometimes I have a concept idea which turns into lyrics and at other times the music or melody streams through my head where it gets recorded waiting for the words to follow.  At other times both the melody and lyrics stream in at once. These songs seem to have an extra bounce of their own and I get a sense of deja vu.  I really know that I am onto something. These songs usually turn out to be some of my better efforts.

Songwriting is a part of me. I have been doing it for some time. I have amassed a catalog of various flavors of song most are finished. Some I am working on now.  It is an important piece of my life that I would like to share with you.

I will be posting some of my work here on Brown Eyed Music in the near future. Please take a listen and tell me what you think.

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Marc Marrs

The Day of the Ultimate Tourist

The Day the Earth Stood Still

The Day the Earth Stood Still (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

“The Day The Earth Stood Still” was a landmark film directed by the versatile Robert Wise that was released along with the cold war, McCarthyism and the Korean conflict.  Told from a tourist point of view there is a deeply ingrained sense of country that’s tied to monuments and places in downtown Washington D.C.

This film vibrates with life; The sights, the sounds of the early 1950’S.  A time capsule with a message reflecting the tenor and times of a war-weary populace.

This movie scored by Bernard Herrmann uses a theremin which gives the eerie shimmering quality that holds the film up.  This film is so tied up with the music it is hard to think of one without the other.  Few movies have those bragging rights.

Shot in black and white it gives the shadows and shades of a deeper fear that only the best cinematography could convey.

Associated with science it awakens a deeper curiosity about what we were afraid to ask.  This nightmarish quality from the deeper recesses of our being is mainly considering the continuing survival of the planet Earth and the religious overtones of a visitor named Carpenter who was brought back to life with a message to save us all that is still very relevent today.

Klaatu Barada Nikto!

Gort (The Day the Earth Stood Still)

Gort (The Day the Earth Stood Still) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Marc Marrs

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Alien

Alien (film)

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This is this first terror movie in my memory that disguised itself as Science Fiction. When this film debuted in the late summer of 1979 the caption catch phrase was:

In space no one can hear you scream.

And in theatres across the country,  no one could hear you shivering either.  This movie is cold, ice-cold and full of lots of hardware. Very few films wake themselves up but this one does.

The movie begins with darkness in deep space and a troubling call to Mother. It’s time to wake the crew up. One switch at a time the mother ship comes to life. Its crew members are slowly emerging out of a deep sleep. There is a task to perform and they have to do it.

Soon they find themselves on a planet where once a race of giants lived. Now only the wreckage remains.  It is a literal nightmare.  The climate reminds me of that red spot on Jupiter  where hurricane winds and hostility prevails.  When they left that foresaken place they return to their ship bringing back with them a hidden menace.    At this point a sense of dread begins to permeate the film. There’s trouble afoot and bad news travels fast.

This all becomes apparent when seemingly all is well and then watch out! There’s a major eruption. I may never look at Spaghetti the same way again. That’s what happens when you dine on Chef Boyardee.  What a mess!

This spaceship western ticks out like High Noon only with a gruesome monster picking off each crew member one by one.   Outwit, outplay and outlast in this ultimate survivor movie.

Next summer if the air conditioning breaks down watch this and chill.

Lurking in the shadows

Lurking in the shadows (Photo credit: Alfred Hermida)

Marc Marrs