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It’s a good thing my parents named me Marnie because that’s what everyone calls me!

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I’ve been called Marnie, Marn, Marns, Marners, MarnieLynsky (my dad would call me that, though I don’t know why… Lyn is my sister’s middle name, not mine! haha).  And I’m sure no one in the history of my life has ever considered calling me Barnie. (The show Barney & Friends was the biggest thing when I was in junior high.  Before that, my dad called me Barnie anyway!).  Fortunately, though, no one ever made fun of me; they always called me Barnie in good fun.

My name, though, is Marnie.  No, it’s not short for anything and it’s not a nickname.  My legal first name is Marnie.

The Daily Prompt asked me to tell you about my name, so that’s what I’m going to do!

Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?

I’m not named after anyone or anything, but there is an Alfred Hitchcock movie titled Marnie. (No, I have never seen it; I’ve never been one for horror films!)  (Note: As I was talking to my mom about this post, she mentioned for the first time I can recall that she came up with the name because of a character/actress in a movie.  Of course, now she can’t remember the name of the movie! AAAAHHH!!!  Go figure! lol  And no, it’s not the Hitchcock film…)

The only story I know from my name is very short:  I was supposed to be named Danielle Marie, but the night before I was born, my mom saw in the paper that there was another Danielle born in my town.  I grew up in a small town; only 93 students were in my graduating class.  Well, my mom decided that she didn’t want anyone else in my class to be named Danielle.  That night, she woke my dad and asked, “What do you think about Marnie?” My dad replied, “Yeah, that’s fine”, rolled over and fell back asleep. 😉

I didn’t know until this evening that I was about 12 hours away from being named Danielle Marie; I always thought this change was made a few weeks before I was born.  Crazy!

Would I rename myself?  No.  However, while “Marnie Brown” is a nice name for the music industry, I would probably consider changing that if it wouldn’t be such a headache on facebook and and all over the internet already. haha

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The visit and what I miss the most.

I’ve been meaning to write another post for about a week now.  I’ve finally gotten frustrated enough to do so.  I tried writing last night and it didn’t go well… at all.  haha

Writing has never been easy for me (as I mentioned in a previous post).  When I have someone else in the same room to bounce ideas off of, though – or dare I say impress – it’s completely different.  We feed off of each other and writing just… it just comes so naturally for me.  I enjoy it so much more than I will ever enjoy writing by myself.

The entire experience of writing a song changed when he was working alongside me.  We shifted gears in an instant when one of us sang a melody/lyric that fit more than the last one; we came up with 5 different melodies to the same set of lyrics in as many runs through; we asked for and received instant feedback; we gave suggestions when something didn’t seem to be working for the other person. We supported each other in every capacity.

And then we celebrated. We celebrated the perfect harmony, lyric, mix and song; we celebrated with looks, smiles, screams of excitement, hugs and high fives.  Sometimes there was simply an understanding between the two of us that what we were working on was something great.

And in our “down time” we messed around and were silly; we sang along to Alicia Keys and Linkin Park to get our voices “right”; we – I mean he – impersonated other musicians; we watched a horrible movie about a guy being trapped in a space station for 6 years as he “traveled through space and time”; we looked to the future and talked about how we’d finish up the project after he left. But in our subconsciousness, getting back to work was there.  It was always there.  We had only 7 days (which turned into 10), so we had to make them all count.

I miss him a little bit.  I missed him and the talent he encompasses the second I turned around with tears in my eyes to leave him at the airport.  (Hey now…I’m a very emotional person.  Don’t judge me!)  He inspires me in so many ways and more than he could ever fathom. I simply cannot find the words that would even come close to describing what he brings into my life just by living his.

I think what I miss most, though… is us working together.

I can’t wait to finish this album.

Seven days and a $10,000 upgrade to my home recording setup

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Today’s Daily Prompt asked me to describe what I would do if all of my plans for the next seven days were cancelled and I found $10,000 on my dresser.  Are you kidding me?  That’s so easy to answer.

Seven days from now, Rob Grounds will be sitting right next to me; we will be learning from one another and recording original music.  If I had the next 7 days and $10,000, I would make sure to get my recording space in the best possible shape ever so we could immediately get down to business and make it the most productive week I’ve ever had with music.  

First, I would go out mic shopping and choose one that’s top of the line – anywhere from $1000-$3000.  I would then purchase a beast of a computer with a quality soundcard, upgrade my preamp, upgrade my new KRK’s to something bigger and do whatever I could to improve my recording space.  If there was any money leftover, I would use that to celebrate our hard work at the end of his visit. 🙂

So yeah – pretty simple!

He said

Poetry of the air

I told him
I’m always the weak link.
I don’t know how to fix it.
He responded with comfort,
said I was the stronger of the two of us.
I give him confidence
and help him improve.
Then he said,
I’m thankful for that.

I’M NOT STRONGER.
I feel like
I always support people I really believe in.
I collab with them and
I’m always overshadowed.
Always.
No question.
I don’t know how to fucking fix it.
But I just see the future with you;
same thing all over again.
And I hate thinking that.

He didn’t respond for awhile;
it was so unlike him.

I began
to
get
nervous.

Twenty minutes later, my phone blew up
with text,
after text,
after text.

It was nothing along the lines of what I expected.

He said that I’m not the problem.
It’s the people I work with.

You’re a great person.
You let people walk on you.
You have a beautiful voice;
You sound great on everything you do.

But

you’re

too

nice.

You let people take advantage of you.

I’m not going to let you fall to the shade;
I don’t do that.
I’m not the producers you’ve worked with;
I’m not the artists you’ve worked with.
We’re going to grow
together.

Then he said what I need to do.
Develop more confidence
so you can

push through

the shadows
and be
the face of music.

I have faith in you, Marnie.
I need you to have faith in me;
faith in us.
Because we can do something
amazing.
I just know it!

It wasn’t what I was expecting, but it was exactly what I needed in that moment.

In a little less than three weeks
I will meet him.
And we will create something amazing.
The entire experience will be defined in one word:
Euphoric.
I just know it.

Songwriting, Love, Pain and Sociopaths.

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Songwriting.  It’s never come easy for me; I don’t imagine it ever will.  That doesn’t mean I’m going to stop, though.  Sure, I may not write as much or as as quickly as I used to, but at least the songs I do write now have more meaning behind them.  That’s what matters to me – meaning.

As a follower of my music, you will notice that I write a lot about relationships.  Relationships inspire me.  Drama inspires me.  So unless I’m going through drama, I probably won’t be writing much music.  And hey, guess what.  I’m not going through drama, so I haven’t been writing very much. haha

Nowadays, when I just can’t take it anymore and sit down to write a new song, I have to force myself to remember the pain.  That’s an incredibly awesome notion for some people.  People who are heartbroken in any sense would love to get to a point in their lives where they have less pain and  have enough distance from that pain so that effort is required to recollect it.  That’s where I am.  But as a musician, it doesn’t leave me very inspired on a daily basis… not when my forte is writing about heartache and pain.

Someone once told me to write about something everyone could relate to.  I believe the person’s exact words were “the world, politics, everyday struggle”… and went on to say that some people are happy in a relationship, so to stay away from my usual content.  Say what?!  Love is a universal language!  Pain of losing someone you love… unless you’re a sociopath… is something everyone can relate to!

(Let me digress for a moment:  From what little I know, sociopaths still feel pain of loss, just not necessarily the pain of losing someone.  If/when they do feel the pain of losing someone, it’s very short-lived and then they move on without reliving the past.  Fascinating, really.  I’ve known a couple of sociopaths in my time.  You probably have, too – maybe you just weren’t aware of it. I still have a lot to learn about them, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to spend time getting to really know how a sociopath’s mind works.)

Oh right… songwriting.  I started writing in December 2005.  I remember lying in my parent’s spare room during Christmas vacation and listening to Missy Higgin’s debut album that I had recently purchased.  I’m pretty sure “The Special Two” is the song I was listening to when I finally said, “Man, I really need to start writing music.”  I then got out of bed, went to my parent’s computer, hooked up a cheap desktop mic and wrote my first half-verse.  Maybe I’ll post it here someday; not many people have heard it.  I think it ended up being a verse and a chorus – or, at least, what I thought to be a verse and chorus at the time.  haha

Ideally, I’d have enough patience to learn piano or guitar so that my music could sound more like Missy’s.  I don’t see that happening, but you never know what the future may bring.  That being said, I’ll leave you with the song that inspired me to start writing.

“But I will fight for you.  Be sure that I will fight until we’re the special two once again.”

My phone is not my world, but it brings the world to me.

Daily Prompt: Describe your relationship with your phone. Is it your lifeline, a buzzing nuisance, or something in between?

My phone isn’t really as significant to me as the picture might suggest.  I don’t have the latest apps and I’m not constantly on it like a lot of people, but I do feel lost without it.  While the phone isn’t my world, so to speak, it is one of my connections to the world – namely, my husband.  So if I don’t have my phone for awhile, I get a bit anxious even if I’m not expecting a call from him,

It’s more of a “what if…?” kind of anxiety.  What if he needed to contact me for some reason?  What if there was some sort of emergency?  What if I had planned a relatively elaborate dinner and he has to work late?  It hasn’t happened yet, but it COULD! haha

It’s crazy how technology has changed just over the past 10 years.  When my mom needs to get ahold of me, she e-mails me or uses facebook (and she’s even started to alert me on facebook when she’s sent an e-mail because she knows that I rarely check it anymore.  haha).

I think my main connection to the world is still my computer.  I’m on it a lot for recording purposes, and I don’t have my phone set up to notify me of new FB messages or e-mails (or maybe my phone’s just a POS and doesn’t notify me!).  It’s nice because I don’t constantly feel connected even when my phone is with me.  But all it takes is a second or two and the world is at my fingertips.