October 98 Winning Jazz Lyrics and Review

My teacher pushes style and form 
While others tout technique 
Practicing the scales in time 
'Till my fingers grow so weak 

I've got to be strong 
So I'll practice on and on 
And when I'm finally done at last 
Then I get to do it fast 

Our teachers can't make us good 
As much as they might wish they could 
They can teach us how to play 
But nothing 'bout what to say 

Lessons take you just so far 
So you can play and there you are 
Wondering, wondering 
Should I just make up something 

Yea, that's it now 
Just let it go 
No music sheet to follow 
You don't always have to know 

Play what you feel 
That's the real deal 
Now you're getting warm 
Use it baby 
Use that style and form 
 

      Composition 

      Flow 

              Emotion 

      Hooks 

      Music Ability 

Jazz is often a more studied and taught form of music. It's easy to start to focus on the articulation. Sometimes we then find ourselves "wondering" exactly what it is we are playing. These lyrics express a need to improvise past technical improvisation. Like Miles Davis blowing his nose on stage. Well, maybe not exactly like that, but you know, with feeling. Get those parts to move, then say something! This song should probably have some fancy technical stuff in it, at the appropriate time. Maybe a little ridged at the beginning and then smoothing out in the end. A full circle kind of thing. This could be real interesting.

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