“It’s a coffin,” Deborah shot back. “Where’s the fight? Where’s the anger turning into sunrise? You write like you’re afraid to make a sound.”
Day one was a disaster.
Giovanna took the mic. “Every love song you’ve ever heard is about trying to find your way back to someone. Deborah wrote the lyrics. I just finally learned to sing along.”
“Then you write a better one.”
Deborah snorts. “That’s a terrible title.”
“Because every time I do,” Giovanna snapped, finally breaking, “they steal my music and tell me I was never enough.”
One evening, after a rainstorm knocked out the studio’s power, they sat by candlelight. Deborah reached across the piano and placed her hand over Giovanna’s. “Write a song about this,” she whispered.
Two contrasting musicians—a disciplined composer and a free-spirited lyricist—are forced to collaborate on a comeback album, only to discover that the most powerful song they’ll ever write is the one neither of them can put into words.
Silence. Then, Deborah laughed—not cruelly, but softly. “Oh, babe. My voice literally quit on me when my last band walked out. You think I’m scared of a broken piano?”
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“It’s a coffin,” Deborah shot back. “Where’s the fight? Where’s the anger turning into sunrise? You write like you’re afraid to make a sound.”
Day one was a disaster.
Giovanna took the mic. “Every love song you’ve ever heard is about trying to find your way back to someone. Deborah wrote the lyrics. I just finally learned to sing along.” “It’s a coffin,” Deborah shot back
“Then you write a better one.”
Deborah snorts. “That’s a terrible title.” You write like you’re afraid to make a sound
“Because every time I do,” Giovanna snapped, finally breaking, “they steal my music and tell me I was never enough.”
One evening, after a rainstorm knocked out the studio’s power, they sat by candlelight. Deborah reached across the piano and placed her hand over Giovanna’s. “Write a song about this,” she whispered. Deborah wrote the lyrics
Two contrasting musicians—a disciplined composer and a free-spirited lyricist—are forced to collaborate on a comeback album, only to discover that the most powerful song they’ll ever write is the one neither of them can put into words.
Silence. Then, Deborah laughed—not cruelly, but softly. “Oh, babe. My voice literally quit on me when my last band walked out. You think I’m scared of a broken piano?”
The Space Between Notes