Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Achieving Anonymity

Last night I did something that I’ve never done before. I stood at a microphone and delivered an acceptance speech for a songwriting award. And not just any old songwriting award – a Songwriter of the Year award.  And not just any old Songwriter of the Year award – a Professional Songwriter of the Year award (as apposed to an Artist Songwriter of the Year award).  Hold your applause.  The award wasn’t for me.  It was for one far more deserving than I.  My friend, Dianne Wilkinson, was nominated for the SGN Music Award but couldn’t attend the event, so she asked if I would accept it for her….if she won.  She honestly didn’t think she would win since she’d never won anything before. Ever. How could that be, I wondered. She’s been a fixture on the Southern Gospel songwriting landscape for decades.  
You see, there are two classes of songwriters. There are artists, whose names and faces are known throughout the industry, who happen to write. Even though some (not all) of them write primarily for their own projects, or mainly in collaboration with more established writers, their ability to “write” becomes as much a part of their bio as does their ability to sing. Some would even say an artist is more legitimate if they can do both, so it's a good marketing move. And then there are some who are far better writers than singers. But all "Artist/Writers" enjoy the same perk - they are instantly recognizable by the fans and the industry, and because of that, their names will be the first to appear on the ballots for Songwriter of the Year....even the ones who are novices at the craft. Apparently, one good song is all it takes to be eligible. That’s technically understandable.  

Then there are “Professional Writers.” These are individuals who don’t stand on a platform night after night, but who supply many of today’s Southern Gospel artists with songs so that they can do just that. Despite their success rate, their names rarely appear on those very same ballots I just mentioned. Makes sense....fans don't award who fans don't know. Unless they read the fine print they’ve likely never seen these names. And with digital downloads steadily overtaking CD sales, it’s even less likely that they’ll know who wrote their favorite song. Radio stations have a hard enough time telling us who sang the last song we heard, much less who wrote it. Of course, the die-hard fan can always learn all there is to know about a project by reading record reviews on their favorite web sites. Well, almost everything there is to know….it seems that many reviewers think it’s only important to list notable writers’ names that lend credibility to the project. Early on in my career, I joked with many of my songwriting friends that we should all have “Ann Dothers” carved on our tombstones – since that’s the way our names so often appeared in print....“This project features songs written by such notable writers as ‘Big Name Artist/Writer A, Big Name Artist/Writer B, Big Name Artist/Writer C….and others.” Can someone please pass a law stating that a press release or an album review must either mention all the writers or none of the writers? To be omitted says that you’re not important enough to mention – plain and simple.
When I think that many of my immensely talented friends (who sacrifice to write gospel music) will likely never be publicly acknowledged for their lifetimes of great work, I’m profoundly saddened. I applaud www.sogospelnews.com and their event, The SGN Music Awards for creating two separate awards for the two kinds of writers I’ve mentioned here. May other award shows follow your lead and do the right thing. The fans can’t be expected to know who toils behind the scenes on their own. I’m just glad that last night I was able to witness the bestowing of “honor, where honor is due.”

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Yesterday Once More

I'm the self-appointed historian for my family. I've been gathering all the old family photographs that I can find and digitizing them. In the process, I'm attempting to restore them. So many have been neglected over time, and are, sadly, in various states of decay. Keep in mind, I'm a musician and fairly technologically challenged. But that never stops me from trying. I recently discovered Adobe Photoshop Elements and have stumbled upon enough tricks to do some pretty amazing restorations. Here's my favorite so far. This is the family of my great, great grandparents - The Martins from Sullivan, Illinois. The original photo was almost lost. As you can see, large chunks were missing and there was discoloration throughout. I was able to rebuild the clapboard siding by simply copying a few intact sections of board and pasting them into the void. Check out the window. I had enough of the bottom section to copy into the missing top section. What fun! I love doing things that are clearly worthy of my time and effort.  And knowing that my work will outlive me keeps me writing songs AND restoring photos.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Not Forgotten

Yesterday I wrote with James Isaac Elliott at the old Sony building on Music Row. Apparently Mike Curb now owns the building and Belmont University is using part of it for their new song writing program, of which James is the chairman. We were settling in to our writer's room when I looked out the window and saw Reba McEntire's Starstruck Entertainment building across the street. I noticed what appeared to be a helicopter pad on the roof and remember that they had built one, but that the neighbors all complained about potential noise issues - so they haven't used it. And as thoughts tend to do, the helicopter situation reminded me of Reba's charter airline company by the same name - Starstruck - then my mind went to small planes....and Reba....and of course, I couldn't help but remember the tragic plane crash that killed 7 members her band and her road manager back in 1991. I was so moved by that tragedy that I attended their memorial service at Christ Church. It was so sad. I remember looking at their names and faces in the service program. All of them were under the age of 30 - with so many hopes and dreams ahead of them. Then...after a few moments of day dreaming - looking out the window - I looked down at the keyboard in front of me and the case that came with it - sitting at my feet. Stenciled on the side of the case was "Joey Cigainero" - Reba's keyboard player who died in that fateful crash. I froze in place. Stunned. I turned to James and said, "Is that the same Joey Cigainero who died in the crash?" He said it was. He said Joey's parents donated his gear to Belmont (his alma mater) so that others could benefit from the use of it. And there I was, playing this boy's keyboard - writing songs he'll never hear - and wondering why it is that some lives end so soon while others continue to live their dreams.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

The Big Switch


I've been an ASCAP writer my entire career....until tomorrow. Tomorrow I will officially become a member of BMI. This was not a decision I made lightly. Based on my experience with ASCAP, and with a publishing company that represents numerous BMI writers, I believe BMI holds Southern Gospel music, and its writers in higher regard than ASCAP does. And it's not just about the money. It's about respect and acknowledgment of a viable art form and an industry.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Young Patriots

A quartet of young guys from California recently recorded a song I wrote long before "911" - "I Still Believe in America." The group is called FreeWay. They created a moving slide show to go with the song and performed it at a large United Pentecostal convention recently. I just saw this, for the first time, a moment ago and was deeply moved. There's just something about the marriage of music and images that stirs me deeply. Thanks FreeWay for taking such a courageous and mature stand in support of our nation. And thanks for recording my song.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Surprise Concert


My dear friends, Brenda and Tige totally surprised a lot of people a few weeks ago. They invited me and 7 of their best friends to join them for dinner at PF Changs on a Thursday night. Normally I don't do a lot of socializing on a "school night," but they were very insistent that this was a celebration and they wanted me to be there. Of course, they wouldn't tell me what the big celebration was, so I HAD to go - curiosity got the best of me.
One by one we all arrived at the restaurant and began speculating as to what the whole gathering was about. We wondered if they were pregnant, or maybe they were moving away....none of our theories were plausible, but made for good small talk. Then our hosts arrived and we were seated. We could all tell they couldn't stand it any longer and were dying to fill us in on the big secret - which they did right away.
They had bought all of us tickets to the Michael Buble concert that evening. I've never been more surprised. We all were. I can't tell you what a fun dinner and concert we had. I've loved Michael's music since I first heard him but had never seen him in concert. The tickets had sold out almost immediately after they were released, so I knew my chances of seeing him would be slim.

So to not only see him, but to see him for FREE was amazing. What great friends I have. I want to be that kind of friend....one who looks for ways to do the unexpected and spares no expense to give others a memory they might never have had.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Things I Did While Not Blogging

There are several noteworthy things I did this past year while I wasn't blogging. My favorite was a trip to Chicago. It's my favorite city in all the world. Here are some pictures from my vacation. I stayed in one of the most historic hotels in the country - The Drake. It's on Chicago's Magnificent Mile and right near the water. This is me watching the sunrise on the beach - just a few step from the hotel. I took an architectural tour of the city by boat - traveling down the Chicago river - I highly recommend it. I also had the adventure of a lifetime - I took a Segway tour of the city. That is the most fun and freeing experience I've ever had. I highly recommend it.

This is a picture I took of the skyline from atop the Ferris Wheel on Navy Pier - breath taking.

I can't wait to go back. I'm seriously thinking the Christian music industry should pick up and relocate to Michigan Avenue - at least for the summers.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

My Oh My Space

As though I'm not busy enough....I've created my very own MySpace page. It's a place where you can hear demos of new songs that I've written and news regarding songs that have done well for me. Check it out.

www.myspace.com/martyfunderburk

Guilt & Peer Pressure


Guilt and peer pressure are undeniable motivators. My friends conducted a bloggers' intervention yesterday and have all but threatened me with physical harm if I did not resume blogging immediately. Well - maybe that's a bit over stated....but, what was to be a simple writing session with Tony Wood turned into a guilt pile-on. Sue Smith and Joel Lindsey (Master Bloggers) berated me severely for neglecting The Mundane Matters and I totally caved.
To all my faithful readers - I apologize for the silence. And I offer no excuse. Other things captured my short attention span. I now see the err of my ways and will attempt to remedy the situation. So there. I'm back.