Bespoke

Drop a beat and a bass
Cut cloth and trace a pattern in lace cotton or silk
Stitch, weave and trim melody and rhythm
And create a garment of lyrical linen
I am a tailor
A seamstress if you will
Sowing together musical material
The tape measures the tempo where the staccato or legato instrumentals or
acappella
Pure vocals ribboned with major and minor keys
And elasticated harmonies
The dynamics of a duet or quartet
Feel smooth like freshly pressed fabric could get
And there is a recurring thread
A chorus with varied intonation
I am equipped
With thimble needle and thread
As i hand stitch the details of every modulation
Every chord perfectly crafted for the duration of each track
A bespoke I cast and fasten this stuff
I can’t leave as it’s never enough
And sometimes it happens off the cuff
Other times its a patient progression of tone
From phrase to phrase
Sometimes I create for hours even days
Then i listen as it plays
You have no idea of the ways in which I design this musical maze