Dreaming of white picket fences

Every once in a while, I feel the need to post a music blog. Much like some people do a photo blog. Hey, maybe I should try that too, at some point.

Anyhow, yes, a music blog. For now. Maybe it’s because, in a particular moment, I am reminded of a time when a song I wrote had everything to do with it. Like my failed marriage, for instance (I apologize for having to mention this over and over). But then, there are times when I am simply reminded of a friendship. A partnership. A time when art was created through a collaboration. Sometimes, even a necessary collaboration. As in the case of this song.

White Picket Fences was written and recorded back in the summer of 2001, in a basement of a friend’s house in Kennesaw, Georgia. Jeff and I had a friend at church that got married fairly recently. This couple was a happy one. They dreamed of a life together. Of white picket fences, as Jeff was fond of calling it.

The bitter part of the story is that, way before his wedding day, he knew that his soon-to-be-wife will be dying of cancer at some point in the near future. To make a long story short, we wrote this song the day after attending her funeral.

Funny how, at times, I find myself dreaming of white picket fences myself. And, it almost came true, in fact.


4 thoughts on “Dreaming of white picket fences

  1. Hey Chris I really like the new look, seems like you needed a change too. As you can see I have moved locations. Our last dialoguing was cool Hey, did Confused ever come to talk to you. He was a de-conversionist and I think he was bent on trying to deconvert me.

    How are you? I am doing really well. I was thinking about the bitter-sweetness of life while I was reading this post. I have been writing only about the bitter-sweet lately. It’s like a lemon in process. Come check me out!

    Also how did you get the music player on?

    Hermi, I’ve had this template for over a month now, I believe. Maybe, you’ve been away a while and you forgot. 🙂

    But it’s good to have you back in the saddle. Or the lemonade stand, rather. 🙂

    And no, CC didn’t come back. I didn’t think he would. It’s not productive to speak with him anyway. He needs to find his own way, I think. I’ll come visit you soon.

    And the music player… simply add this code to your post… [audio http//website.com/music.mp3] … make sure you do it in the code view. 🙂

  2. That is a brilliant song. You have a wonderful voice. Looking forward to hearing more of your songs soon!

    Well, let’s give credit where credit is due. That was my friend, Jeff on the verses, since he wrote the words. And that’s me on the choruses and playing all instruments. Ahem! 🙂

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