1st Kiss on Defiance July 10th

 

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I’ve been head down in a revision—apologies for the radio silence!

Meanwhile, THANK YOU to all the Sirens who have filled the Sirenstories SoundCloud with their awesomeness. Hang tight, I’ll get your music up.

For now, just want to quickly share—

1st Kiss will be on the July 10th episode of Defiance. This is season two for the amazingly imaginative show which airs on the Syfy channel.

The song will play in the background of a  scene that takes place in the Need Want, the local bar/brothel in the town of Defiance. It should be in-ter-est-ing. . . )

1st Kiss

It’s a little push pull 
It’s a battle of our wills 
You will want and want more 
Like water washing on the shore

It’s a type of tug of war 
What’s the body there for 
Hips like an open door 
Ego trip rich and soul poor

It felt like we were making love 
It felt like you were in my head 
Like you knew all the thoughts I never said

And oh how I wish that we could stay like this

A part of you that feels like mine
Sink into my Valentine 
God’s got a perfect design 
Right along our fracture line

It’s a little push pull 
It’s a battle of our wills be still 
You will want and want more 
Like water washing on the shore

It felt like we were making love 
It felt like you were in my blood 
Like there was something we both understood

And oh how I wish that we could stay like this

First kiss

PS Of course Defiance has a DJ . . .

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And a hero or two.

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Hooked

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Today I’m featuring a different sort of Siren, New York City playwright Danielle Burby. The opening night of her new play Hooked is sold out, but if you’re lucky you may still be able to get tickets to one of the other nine performances at Bare Bones Theater Company.

Danielle is a writer-in-residence at Dramatic Question Theatre Company. She’s also a literary agent at HSG, and—full disclosure—she’s my agent.

*resists urge to add lengthy string of smiley emoticons*

When I asked Danielle about the inspiration behind Hooked, she generously provided the following about the play, and her creative process.

Hooked is about a three roommates in their early twenties—one a hopeless romantic, one with a hidden past, and one with a fear of attachment, as they navigate the world of modern-day dating, love, and friendship.

For twenty somethings, casual sex is an expectation; it’s the price of admission. The hookup culture is a mentality that informs how people approach everything from one-night stands to romance. I wanted to examine how different characters with conflicting desires and priorities react to this strict set of cultural rules. Hooked explores how this plays out in one weekend that changes everything.

I actually started writing this play for fun when I was a junior in college and, my senior year, it morphed into a much bigger project that my school went on to produce. That version of the play is so different from the one that Bare Bones is producing that it feels like a completely different show to me at this point. The characters are the same, as is the overarching plot (for the most part), but the actual scenes and dialogue, are almost completely new. I think a real turning point was when I decided to add a bit of a ticking clock and condense it all to one weekend. Before that, even though the same things happened, it sprawled over months. I like it a lot better this way.

This play went through years of revisions, which was sometimes fun and sometimes painful. The actors are definitely breathing new life into the show for me. Sitting in on the rehearsals is so entertaining, although I always feel a little silly when I laugh at my own dialogue. I can’t help it, they make it really funny.”

Hear that writers? YEARS of revision. And let’s not forget, a ticking clock. Pace is so important, and Hooked zips right along. After reading the script, I asked Danielle if I could post a bit of dialogue—the way I usually post lyrics here on Sirenstories. This is the part Danielle chose. Love it.

TESS:  Liam? What are you doing here?
LIAM:  My bed was feeling crowded so I decided to pop by.
TESS:  You left that girl in your bed to come here?
LIAM:  She fell asleep right away and stole all the blankets! I was cold! What happened to that guy you were with?
TESS:  Oh him? We hooked up in the club bathroom. Up against a wall. Very steamy. Then he came back here, but we called it a night.
LIAM:  Interesting.
(Liam goes into the kitchen and rummages around.)
Oh my god Tess, you have mint chocolate chip ice cream?
TESS:  Oh wait, you like that?
LIAM:  You know perfectly well that it’s my favorite kind of ice cream. Aww, Tessie bought me ice cream!
(He reemerges with the ice cream and two spoons. He and TESS sit down on the couch
and dig in.)
TESS:  Shut up, you know I love mint chocolate chip.
LIAM:  And who do you have to thank for that? Come on now, don’t be shy. I believe the answer is me.
TESS:  (Affectionately)  You’re such an idiot.
LIAM:  That’s not very nice!
TESS:  It’s a good thing I like idiots.
LIAM:  (Taking a big bite of ice cream.) So minty. (Beat.) I know you’re lying, by the way.
TESS:  About what?
LIAM:  About that guy. I saw you leave together, but he doesn’t seem to be here.
(Looks under couch cushions and under the area rug dramatically)
Nope, I don’t see him.
TESS:  Was somebody keeping tabs on me?
LIAM:  It’s more that I can always tell when you’re lying.
TESS:  So you know when I’m faking it and when it’s real?
LIAM:  Nobody I have sex with would ever need to fake it. I’m too good.
TESS:  You sure about that?
LIAM:  What are you saying? You fake it?
TESS:  If you always knew when I was lying you’d know the answer to that.
LIAM:  Fine, we don’t have to talk about your fake hookup. We could always take this into your bedroom…
TESS:  After you just slept with some rando?
LIAM:  Technically, I left before the sleeping part.
TESS:  How about we finish the ice cream first?
LIAM:  You’re going to have to fight me for the last bite.
(They playfully wrestle with their spoons and LIAM is triumphant. He says his next line with his mouth full.)
Here, let me share.
(He kisses her and TESS can’t hold back her laughter.)
TESS:  Eww! What are you doing?
LIAM:  I thought we could share the last bite.

Check out Kyle Grant, Stephanie Kaltsas, Marina Montes, Miriam Korn, and Ravi Tawney, the cast of Hooked.

Jeff Bennett is the director of Hooked, and as I mentioned at the beginning of this post, opening night is sold out. Apparently this is one of the best pre-sales experiences ever at Bare Bones—congratulations Danielle!

And congratulations to the cast and director as well. Break a leg, Sirens!

You can connect with Danielle Burby on twitter and fb.

Follow the blog Danielle runs for HSG here.

 

 

 

The Sea

Face the King

Possibly due in part to Dan DelVecchio’s above mentioned guitar effects, last September I was seriously  s  w  o  o  o n  i  n  g  over the New York based alternative band Face The King and posted their amazing song The Stage.  If you checked out that post, you’ll understand why I was so psyched when the band uploaded their new single, The Sea, to the Sirenstories SoundCloud.

The Sea is an anthemic song that will serve Face The King well this summer when they join the Warped Tour on its twentieth anniversary. (Yep, the Warped Tour is turning twenty, scary, right?) It’s a song that brings to mind U2 at the pinnacle of their fame.

The lyrics to The Sea are gorgeous. Beautiful and darkly romantic. They add so much to the sweeping sound of this epic song—just take a listen. Let the sound waves of The Sea break over you.

The avalanche . . .
The perfect place to hide
The rolling fields
Beneath the quiet and the white

And if you leave you know I’ll follow
Hold onto me and I won’t let go

Here comes the wave . . .
It’s crashing over me
Immovable against the moving sea

I turn to the sea
The water is coming in
And every day
A chance to end or to begin

And if you leave you know I’ll follow
Hold on to me and I won’t let go

Here comes the wave . . . 
It’s crashing over me
Immovable against the moving sea
Here comes the wave . . . 
It’s breaking over me
Unbreakable against the breaking sea

Am I sinking, am I swimming?
Standing still and in between
(Am I sinking, am I swimming?)
The surface rises to my knees
(Am I sinking, am I swimming?)
Should we stay or should we leave?
(Am I sinking, am I swimming?)
Don’t be afraid, hold on to me…
Hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on to me . . . 

PS Here’s a pic of Dan DelVecchio, because I knew you’d want to see the guy who uses those effects . . .

Dan DelVecchio

To see the rest of the band and find out more about them and their fantastic music, visit their website, or connect with them on fb and twitter.

Push to Start

Starranko

When I heard the opening keyboard arpeggios of Push to Start by Domingos Muekalia Jr. aka Starranko I instantly fell in love with the song. Amazing what a few notes can do. Yep, I was already hooked before The Hook, the lyrical hook, even started.

The vocal has yet another melodic line behind it that I love almost as much as the first one. It’s reminiscent of an old New Order melody. Need I say more?

Eminem’s 8 Mile—the movie and the record—R. Kelly, Kanya West . . . rap artists amaze me. The sheer amount of words they use blows me away, as does the gymnastic phrasing common to so many of their songs.

It’s the subtle phrasing of some of the lyrics in Push to Start that made me want to listen to the song over and over. Just the way Starranko says, “Push to Start”, the slight bend to the words, that little bit of curve—that’s what I love, that’s what’s irresistible to me. And the story behind Push to Start is just as vital. Domingos Muekalia told me,

“The inspiration for the song came over this past summer when I was going to quit making music. But when I went over to Portugal to visit my family I felt this strong connection with music and the country as a whole and felt a rebirth. As I was over there I had the beat with me and began writing lyrics to it and kind of just went from there.”

Starranko I’m so glad you didn’t quit music, and I’m just going to say something to you and all the writers and musicians reading this—

Never give up.

You may need new inspiration, but that’s not hard to find. Just come here. Or look out your window. Or in your journal. Watch a movie.

Whatever it takes. As an encouraging editor once said to me, KEEP GOING.

Domingos Muekalia Jr. was born and raised in Falls Church, VA and says he has “a burning passion for music of all genres, except country—sorry that I’m not sorry about that.” He’s been inspired by Michael Jackson, Kanye West, Nirvana, Jay Z, Tupac, Biggie, Eminiem, and Radiohead. He says he “tries to blend different genres and sounds into a unique style that is all my own.” He succeeds.

So go ahead. Push to start.

We pull up off the lot where that button at?
It’s Push to Start!
Haters talkin shit wanna put a bullet in my heart
We pull up off the lot where that button at?
it’s push to start!
Haters talkin shit, wanna put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
These haters talking shit wanna put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
These haters talking shit
wanna put a bullet in my heart!

Bro I got tenacity coupled by veracity that gave me the audacity to make my own odd ass city
You still with me come and get me, you know life ain’t really fair wanna have a nightmare ight then I’ll take you there
Now you see who I be skinnier B.I.G.
May as well be waldo y’all can’t even find me!
Come try me I’ll lay you down kindly
career need an I.V.
bitch stay hiding
Rap like an M4 or semi automatic
slow down the flow to make this shit more dramatic
Put this on my life i be killin every stanza
you’ll see who’s the boss but I am not tony danza
Yeah I be the man huh?
niggaz know the plan duh
takin over the game so put that in your planner
See so many pigs got me feel in like an angry bird
catapulting to the top with like each and every word
clearing every hurdle
flowing like I’m squirtle
I’m a strain on your brain like a mental girdle
Deck your halls with my balls
I’m join balls to walls
with the beast of music sheets yeah we came from churches falls
paint it black very vivid like a picture
only thing that got more verses is the holy scripture
yeah take a picture swag gin every day just
know I got the most art call me Amadeus

Hook: We pull up off the lot where that button at?
It’s Push to Start!
Haters talkin shit wanna put a bullet in my heart
We pull up off the lot where that button at?
it’s push to start!
Haters talkin shit, wanna put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
These haters talking shit wanna put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
put a bullet in my heart
These haters talking shit
wanna put a bullet in my heart!

When I rap like this niggaz cease to exist
but they can find peace in the other haters midst
when I rhyme and rip mothafuckas gonna trip
like they got two feet “that’s some clever shit”
Cuz my thoughts stay full in the spot where we mobbin
pull up on a nigga like he Christopher Robin
No change, I only carry bills
Competition’s alive, I’d rather kill they’re wills
Gawddamn I am who I am
if you don’t like that then run and tell the man
but this is my time nigga welcome to my avenue
wealth and good health are the only things that I accrue
Im just a nigga certified as certifiable
bring the fight to you it dont matter if Im liable
Lord like Tolkien Rings like Jordan
wanna duke it out mothatfucka bring the sword then

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Click the pic to go to find Starranko on iTunes. Thanks.

Little Heart

How cold of you, little heart

How sweet and liquid you tried to deceive

Little Heart is a subtle Valentine. Beautiful in its simplicity, the song grows more poignant and profound with each listen. Topping out at a minute and a half, Little Heart is short. To catch the full meaning of this delicate, minimalist piece, I recommend that you play it over and over, like I did.

An impressionistic wisp of a song, Little Heart consists only of a lead vocal and evocative background vocals, sung in pure tones and whispers. Vocals that sigh with yearning, even as the lyrics scold.

Lisa West, a songwriter from Denton, Texas who records under the name Faerytale, found her inspiration for Little Heart in the writings of Tolkien, and in the idea that, “we tend to be hardest on ourselves”.

How cold of you, little heart

How sweet and liquid you tried to deceive

Did you honestly believe my eyes did not see?

Now backtrack, little heart, now run

Do you honestly believe you run from me?

Try to find those paths by which you came

And be careful, little heart, you are lame

Cold, grey, victim of your own sway

I was not, we were not

Equals, little heart, friendly, kind

My eyes bore into your motive and we both saw

Run, little heart, run

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Read more about Lisa West on EaRiE. Connect with her fb.

And—

Happy Valentines’s Day from Sirenstories

X♥X

Hold Your Roses Back

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SoundCloud, where the Sirenstories SoundCloud lives, is apparently a great place for collaboration. From what I can gather, among other things, it’s like . . . online dating for musicians, or rather, online making.

With Valentine’s Day fluttering towards us on ickle cupid wings, it seems like a good time to post one of the collaborative pieces submitted to the Sirenstories SoundCloud. There have been quite a few uploaded recently.

Roses is a gorgeous song full of yearning, with a guitar track from Telefan and lyrics and vocals by Linde Sagen. 

I’ve listened to Roses over and over for about twenty minutes. There’s something elusive about the song. The form sounds loose, feels organic. The lyrics seem a little loose as well, as far as rhyme, and at times, even reason. And yet . . . I love the lyrics. Love the surprising sentiment of the song: Hold your roses back.

Jim M from Philadelphia, who goes by Telefan, is a guitar player who has collaborated with dozens of artists on SoundCloud. He was the one who uploaded Roses, so I looked him up to find out a bit more about the song, but found only this lovely note: “Linde Sagen created some amazing vocals and lyrics for my music. It was an honor to work with her again.”

I’m sure Linde Sagen would say the same about Telefan. His jazz inspired guitar playing has a beautiful, clean tone. I look forward to listening to more of his collaborations.

Roses

Do you remember our very first night; we were busy chasing green lights
Time was raining on with crazy love, holding hands, dancing with a free mind
And the smell of green grass was never greater

Hold your fancy roses back, don`t buy me with a bunch of fancy crap
Hold the speed of your words, what does it matter now, wrong or right
Hold your roses back, I don`t need them anymore
See whatever that comes around, you’re begging me for more
I said hold your fancy roses back, I said hold your fancy roses back
I don`t need them anymore

Dazzled away by roses, dazzled away by a bunch of fancy roses
It’s hard tonight, imagine what the world would be without you
Just a bunch of fancy roses (those days are over)

Hold your fancy roses back, don`t buy me with a bunch of fancy crap
All I know it’s better than before, all I know his living for the moment
Roses, all I know he`s breathing on me now. This boy never read the weather
All I know he`s breathing on me, don’t you ever stop
I see you holding back the future, I see us falling back to pieces
Hold your fancy roses back
Where does he run to, where does he run to now
I`ll never lay me down in his bed of roses . . . 

Linde Sagen – lyrics, and vocals.
Telefan – guitars, and bass.

Night Owl

NIGHTOWL

Today I was working on a new manuscript, which really means, I was listening to a lot of new music.

New and new. That’s just what I do. A story has to have a soundscape. A soundtrack all its own.

Later, some songs will fall by the wayside, and I’ll wind up with a playlist made up entirely of songs I adore, that can transport me to my fictional world immediately.

It’s like, double escape. Double journey. Good as double chocolate. If you write, try it. Writing to music is my favorite thing to do, besides maybe singing.

Naturally, I wound up today at the Sirenstories SoundCloud, my secret source for new indie music. In the cloud I found Night Owl, a beautiful, evocative song by Megan McClean.

After listening to Night Owl a few times, I stopped working on my shiny new novel and decided it was time to share the song with you.

Barry Snaith of Wakefield, Britain, who goes by the name, The Inconsistent Jukebox, produced Night Owl, and says of Megan and the song, “I love her voice and it’s a truly beautiful song. It was a pleasure to add what I could to an already haunting piece of art.”

“Megan had originally recorded this on some shitty little mobile phone (probably inside her pocket by the sound of it!). I hope you all like it and can get through the rough sonic quality to see the diamond within.”

We definitely see it Barry. We hear it. We love it.

Megan McClean goes by the nom-de-plume, War Is Noise. On Night Owl she sings and plays acoustic guitar.

Barry Snaith was kind enough to send me the lyrics for Night Owl, with a lovely note that included TONS of amazingness, and this:

“These are the words, but Megan tends to improvise. If you listen, you’ll find that she rarely sings the same way twice – it’s all utterly heartfelt, an outpouring of emotion. That’s what makes it so captivating.”

NIGHT OWL

Lover you pierce my heart


Like a night owl in the dark


And I don’t know how to say these words

Which are unheard

But so simple from my heart.

 

I praise The Lord above 


That is my humble word.


I’m a vagabond


And that is my heritage, dear,


So accept me or not.

 

Lover you pierce my heart


Like a night owl in the dark


And I don’t know how to say these words

Which are unheard

But so simple from my heart.

 

And, with arms stretched so wide


Into the night sky

Past is dead


But you still read what they said.


There is no charm.


Your heart was once warm.

 

Lover you pierce my heart


Like a night owl in the dark


And I don’t know how to say these words

Which are unheard

But so simple from my heart.

 

Album art image by Adrian James Hill.

PS Do yourself a favor and click the link for James Hill. Gorgeousness awaits you.