SQL

This song is dedicated to all the I.T. guys out there.

Yes, I know there are quite a few talented I.T. Gals out there but they can find their own champion.



Sometimes I sit around at the Day Job waiting for a query to run or a report to process, and begin to ponder how many misunderstandings occur because of language and because of the infinite variability of humanity. How much pain and sadness comes from people who just aren't able to communicate. How language is a barrier to people being joined together,

Whereas, I can join two data tables together with a single statement in a fairly universal Structured Query Language. Presto. Unity. Or Intersectity if you're into Set Theory.

God I'm a nerd.

Take it easy,

Seth

Promises

Wow, seven new songs. I could take the rest of the year off and still have written more songs in 2010 than I wrote in 2009. It ain't easy to make the time but it's worth it.

I like the chorus on this one a lot. I managed not to get stuck in that "repeat the same four chords" circling pattern that I find myself in on occasion. Lyrics in the verses could use a tad more focus to tie them back to the Chorus content.
Or, go the opposite direction and focus as much on detail as possible. Always a struggle to "show" rather than "tell."

Anyway, here's the tune. You'll have to forgive the lack of drama in the performance. I can only make so much time. ;-) Next week: spandex, strobe lights, and a mullet wig.



Take it easy,

Seth

Thirty Thousand Feet

Here is installment #6 of the Fifty Rough Drafts Project.

It's called Thirty Thousand Feet.

It needs a Second Draft but it's got some promise. Got tired of the ABAB style so I dropped some ABBA. Yeah, Freshman English!

I can think of nothing else poignant or clever to say, so I'm going to spend the time I would have spent coming up with something poignant or clever working on the new website.

Take it easy,

Seth

Estragon

Not to be confused with Eragon (that's next week), this song was inspired by a play I saw back in college called "Waiting for Godot."

The play is a little bit confusing, but like all great works of art leaves lots of room for people to project their own selves into it.

Thus "Waiting for Godot" can be either an Existentialist, Atheist, Christian, or Nihilist allegory, depending on who you ask, how much they've had to drink, and whether they've actually ever sat through the whole play or not.

The character Estragon strikes a chord with me, in that he's kind of spacey and doesn't have it all quite together. So I tried to write this from his perspective.

(I was not right on top of the camera so you may have to turn your speakers up a little. Bear with me. There was nothing to be done.)



Incidentally, there was recently a London version of this play starring Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellan. OMFG I bet that was amazing...

Take it easy,

Seth