Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Walk is to Run, While Jump is to Fall.

I close my eyes tonight
But my dreams seems so far away

I want to fly away
But I am not ready to leave
the ground
I have known
for so long

And I will sleep till sunlight falls on my face
But waking up is the hardest part of dreaming

Don't.
Don't wake me up.

Doors Don't have to Close

"Words in themselves do not convey meaning... the sound of them does."
-Robert Frost

Monday, February 25, 2008

Oscars

I have never really been that excited about the Oscars before. I haven't really cared too much about the whole entertainment world because of the idea of putting people on a pedestal and making a person's life the center of attention/news/gossip/etc. But this time there was a category on the list that I really was interested in seeing. I was interested in watching Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova with their performance of "Falling Slowly" from the movie 'Once" that was nominated for Best Original Song. I have seen the movie multiple times, but there is something about the music that makes me continuously want to watch it or hear it. Being a movie, everyone has their own critiques and opinions about it, so needless to say, not everyone liked it. Anyways, I was able to catch their performance and also the category for Best Original Song in which "Falling Slowly" ended up winning. I just find it rather amazing that independent artists can make a name for themselves, but most importantly, their art. Being an artist, it just rewarding to know that art can affect people and create meaning, but I believe the affect must always happen within the artist first. To me, it makes life even more enjoyable.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

IXAb

New instrumental piece up.

Key of A-flat.

Recorded it in one try.

Enjoy?

Monday, February 18, 2008

Dear Sterling College,

The least you could do would be to provide heat in the practice rooms so I don't spend two of the three practice hours thawing out my hands.

Seriously,

Travis Wicklund

Monday, February 4, 2008

Kite

High, in the sky
I, I flew a kite
I smiled, once

High, in the sky
Was my dream on a string
Then it slipped away
I smiled, once
Then I ran away

High, in the sky
Was a dream I have waited for
to fly in the sky
I smiled, once
But I was shy

Let me smile once
Let me smile once

High, in the sky
My dream flew away
Never to be seen again
I smiled...once

High, in the sky
Was a choice that I made
To find who I am
I smiled, once
So I let go again

High, in the sky
I won't forget my dream
It was not meant to be
I smiled, once
Let me not forget

Let me smile once
Let me smile just this once
For this string gets away
And I want to feel happy
For the new that will come
So let me smile once
For the dream that was lost
And for the new one that has begun

High, in the sky
I, I flew a kite