Fiction Writers Are Good At Making Things Up
Good fiction can be based on facts, or influenced by reality, but a good fiction writer needs to be good at making things up. And that goes for songs, too. I don’t know how many times I’ve heard so-called “experts” say that in order for a song to resonate with an audience it needs to be “real”. I disagree wholeheartedly. I’m not saying that formula doesn’t work. I’m just saying it’s not the only formula.
I’ll share an example with you of what I mean. Several years ago I wrote a song called “Ain’t Got Nothin’ Over Me”. It’s about a guy who’s telling a girl what for. In other words…a lot of attitude. It’s filled with irony, but I’ll leave that to you to pick up on. The point is…I’ve been asked who I was singing about, and I’ve been asked if it was one of those tumultuous breakups for me. And my reply is…the song is entirely fictional. I made it all up.
Yeah, I based some parts of it on things in my life…like the Mustang. But the storyline of the song is just me making things up. I’ll share the lyrics with you here. And if you Subscribe to my Podcast, you’ll hear the song in the next episode.
What about you? Have you ever written something that was entirely made up? Tell me about it.
Ain’t Got Nothin’ Over Me
I don’t know why you have to give me all those funny looks
I ain’t no Redford, but you ain’t no girl from Sunnybrook’s
If looks could kill, I’d need a will, but
You ain’t got nothin’ over me
You miss the point when you say I don’t know anything
You’re just upset “˜cause you never got a diamond ring
I told you so, and now you know
You ain’t got nothin’ over me
You like to brag about your little German sports car
I’ll take my Mustang, and I don’t care what the odds are
Go on adjust, and eat my dust
You ain’t got nothin’ over me…
Your sense of humor doesn’t make a bit of sense to me
And your rebuttals; well they’ll only get you sympathy
You don’t play fair, but I don’t care
You ain’t got nothin’ over me!
You’ve got a problem with your social and emotional
You think you read me, but your literate ain’t functional
And you’re no sage so act your age
You ain’t got nothin’ over me!
Chorus…
I look around and you’re there
You like to get in my hair
You’ve got me bent out of shape.
How did} they let you escape………..?
instrumental…repeat 1st 2 verses…chorus twice and end
© Copyright 1989 Tony Funderburk
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