My first response was, "Corbin, I grew up in 110 degree TX heat, 80% humidity, and I inherited my mother's obnoxiously curly hair. Don't tell me I don't know nappy! I will cut you."
To which she replied, "And WHAT do you know about cutting people!?"
And I was like, "Well I'm about to learn all about it right now, and you're about to learn with me!"
She said, "Nuh uh!"
I said, "Ok, you got me, I'll replace the word 'nappy' with 'curly'" But let it be known here and now that I fully realize aesthetically and poetically, "nappy" just sounds better. Whatever. Blame Danelle.
Seriously though, I really do understand and agree with the point that Danelle was making. One of my favorite authors once said that we spend so much time talking about other peoples' experiences (instead of our own), and pretty soon we become travel agents passing out brochures to places that we've never been. Dang.
So, don't expect to hear any songs about me "pimpin my hoes" or dealing with "paparazzi" or "slappin my mama". I haven't done any of those things. Yet... Please, Carole Greenawalt would BEAT ME DOWN in a slappin fight. Once. And only once--circa '95--was I on the receiving end of her mighty right hand. Fourteen years later I still feel the burn of shame warm on my left cheek.
But I digress.
I won't even be singing songs about being in love.
GASP! Ryan, do you mean to say that you've never...
No, No, No... now get over it!
I am, however really excited about the things that I am writing about. Two of the songs are inspired by my amazing sisters, and the rest are songs centered around issues that I feel are really important. And that is when soul music is at its best I think. Soul singers were some of Americas earliest activists. I'm not taking on any political or ideological juggernauts here, but I am taking this chance to get some things off of my chest that I think others can identify with as well.
So, back to my writing process... Some writers I know have some really crazy rituals and eccentricities. I'd like to think that mine are pretty tame :-). Here's a stupid video of me trying to explain what I do every morning. I apologize for the partial nudity.
...And that's how most of the songs for this record were written, with the exception of the ballad I wrote with Jenny. We did half of that at her house and the other half sitting at the miniature tables and chairs in the children's section of Barnes and Noble. They make me keep my clothes on there. I write at a piano also, but I haven't had it moved into my new apartment yet. So it's just me and Mr. Garage Band right now. I pretty much only write songs in the mornings. Throughout the day, I'll think of lyric ideas, melodies, or riffs and record them on my phone or on one of the many recorders that I have strategically placed (one by my bed for when I dream songs... no joke, one in my car, and one in my bag) throughout my life. Then the following morning I'll sift through and work with the ones I like.
All of the songs were written in the last month. A few of the hooks and lyric ideas were from old journals and whatnot; but for the most part, everything is pretty fresh. I'm having a blast! Hope you like it!


