A Timely Tune

Note (actually twenty-eight measures of notes): This post is apolitical and consists of blatant self-promotion of a short, original musical composition about the coronavirus lockdown.

I am a frustrated fifty-four year member of the Barbershop Harmony Society (BHS). I direct one chorus on Mondays and sing in a second chorus on Thursdays. Well, I used to until the COVID-19 virus shut them both down in March. 

Because I dabble in composing original music and had nothing better to do, I finished a song I started writing forty years ago. It was supposed to be a show opener for "Denino’s Home-Grown Harmony,” the quartet I sang in with my three sons in the 1970s and 80s. The melody and half of the lyrics were in my head when the quartet broke up.

Thanks to boredom caused by the forced lockdown of the global pandemic, I located the unfinished song in a seldom-visited corner of my memory,  dusted it off, and and completed it using my trusty iMac.

The theme of the story told in the lyrics is new, but the question asked at the beginning and the answer at the end are forty years old. Some might even say the answer is timeless. 😎

Click the song title below to hear the virtual singer module of Harmony Assistant, the music composition software I used sing...

COVID Caprice

(A lockdown lament becomes a pandemic paean.)

What can you do when you want to sing,
but COVID ls lurking around?
You need a barbershop chord to ring,
but alone you can’t make that sound.
Sing in the shower, and what do you get?
Soap in your eyes and a sound that’s all wet!
So, what can you do when you miss your quartet
and you find yourself all alone? 

Can’t see your father, your mother, your sister, or your brother ‘cause you’re stuck at home all alone with your honey. 

I tell ya, “You can make music.
Two can make music, beautiful music at home!”

Enjoy!

George