Love makes us laugh, think, stronger, and even dream.
However, we can only choose what to love, not whether we’re drawn to it. Guitar had that effect on me, my friends have that to me, and every piece I arrange has that effect, too.
But most importantly, love makes us smile. It makes all the things in our lives better. It makes our live’s work, sex, appreciation, and friendships better. If I don’t love an arrangement I wrote, then I keep working until I do.
Last year this arrangement didn’t feel right. It sounded off, the instrument choices were poor, and I really wanted it to be a collaboration between us.
If this were a live concert, then naturally the audiece would clap on the downbeats, as if to add another layer of percussion. I didn’t just like this idea, I loved it.
So in the beginning section I layered tons of clapping, singing, and snapping that you all submitted, which was the perfect accent to the gentle pizzicato strings. I left the main “melodic backbone” untouched, and added some heavy percussive and violin sections to emphasize Pinkie Pie’s jubilance as the chorus climbed in the top register.
And I love it.
I often get asked how I know a piece is finished. Like, at what exact moment do I know it’s completed? And while it differs from week to week, there is one constant - I have to love everything about it. Every single note, every crescendo, and every melodic entrance - it has to burn.
So how, then, do we know when we love something?
When it makes us smile, smile, smile :)
My thanks to all the submitters: