Why I think of myself as an accompanist and not really a filker
So I have two solid ideas for songs, and they won’t bloody come. And one idea was given to me by a less musical friend, so it’s not technically my idea.
Now, I can write for pages on just a starting point.
I have held conversations speaking only in limericks, so I can put rhymes together and come up with a good line at the end of the verse.
Whence, I think you see, my frustration as a creator.
Now, I’m happy with what I do. I don’t think it’s hubristic to suggest that a bass brings to the filkroom something that one more guitar can’t.
But I really want to bring something else to the table. Aurgh!