There are obvious reasons for writing music electronically. Things like history, love, relationships, revolt, etc. All of the classic reasons that inspire music of all kinds.
This topic is about the things that are not so apparent. I’m interested in understanding the things that have a big emotional impact on us, but that are rarely spoken of.
For me it has always been about closed doors in places that are out of the way or generally inaccessible. Doors on roofs, shuttered belfries, locked maintenance closets.
As soon as the door opens, and I am able to look inside, the allure disappears. But until that moment, a microscopic fluttering of anticipation persists in me.
So now that I’m in my 40s, the practice has been to wonder about what’s inside without actually opening the door.
When I was young, my grandmother used to take my brother and I with her on memorial day to Colorado (where she was from) to visit about five cemeteries. We would dress graves, clean up, and put fresh flowers for corpses of people that I never even knew.
One time when we were driving, we passed a field that had a couple of cellar doors installed on the slant of a hill. It was surrounded by grass, and no other indication at all what was under those doors.
Was it a storage shed? Was it the entrance to a tunnel, and an underground walkway? It was on a piece of farmland that was fenced off, and nowhere near an entrance. I have wondered my whole life what is behind those doors. It is the type of thing that haunts my music every time I return to my instruments.
Seeking similar stories/accounts from those of you who are inspired by such mysteries.