Another year, another post, another song. A short story of how I came up with Lanes.
As often I caught the seed of the idea during a little impromptu breakfast family jam:
After writing some very French lyrics, recording during some very late night sessions, and fiddling with a very fiddly production, I threw a very secret living room performance:
I pretty much liked it, pretty much released it, and then I very much scrapped it.
The song was mostly ready, but I got bored of how it turned out. It felt sad and a bit boring, so I decided to move on and start again.
Getting back to the root of the song enabled me to let go of the previous approach, explore different and more upbeat ideas for the guitar, the drums, the singing, and eventually, let it swim away:
Of course there was a “lanes illustration” that took priority over the song, but that didn’t make it to the final artwork. I’m so sorry illustration! The art of loving ideas, scrapping them and starting again. Nice and healthy.
Keeping up with my 2018’s born tradition, I followed up the birth of my second little girl by writing a song, recording a tune and drawing my baby in her mummy’s arms.
Pretty keen on my new creative project, I started writing the first lines two weeks in and quickly realised I needed to pause, and let moments and leaps happen to go beyond writing an entire song about a newborn.
The first draft acoustic recording a little less than a month in:
Followed up by the final production released exactly 5 months in:
Kicking off the year with a fresh take by deconstructing my “comfort zone” illustration style and freeing it up from lines once again. Here is to the multiple paths one can take, inspired by those who tried it before.
A spontaneous collection of ducks is all it took to (re)trigger my obsession with illustration, again.
Duck A was born pretty small, like a cute little ball, with some sort of towel on the head like she just had a bath in the pond next door. She usually has.
Duck B was initially named Bird A, but I had some doubts about this, and I don’t do birds that much (yet). On top of being great at pretending being a bird, he usually wear a multi-layered jumper made of his personal collection of feather, accumulated over the years. Duck B is not afraid of cold ponds.
Duck C is very advanced for a duck, and can easily walk long distances between ponds thanks to her highly resistant boots.
Coming back here feels like a trip to the past. It has been that long. But I want to post at least once this year so here it is!
While real priorities required me to focus elsewhere – daddyyy! – I haven’t lost my hunger for making stuff, in less time. And so here is the latest thing I made, continuing my tradition of a song + an illustration. I’ll focus on the song.
From a project to another my goal was to find the right alchemy between a dog and a duck and some random guy stuck in the middle of a page, as it happens. This is a dive into the process of a process-less process.