Song picture
Personally Speaking
Comment Share
I wrote this in 1976 or perhaps even earlier. I submitted it to a music publisher who said it was too negative for their tastes. Oh well...
singer songwriter acoustic beatles music florida new york love songs writer college performer larry whitler robin macblane
Artist picture
I am a solo singer/songwriter. My music is mostly soft although my songs could easily be performed in mostly any style.
For me, it's all about the song. That mysteriously magical thing that happens when a lyric is married to a melody. The writing process is invigorating and exciting while simultaneously being exasperating and difficult. It is that moment when music is being composed and a lyric is being written when I am truly the "artist at his easel." The creative process continues when the song is brought into the studio to be recorded because, as in writing, the production and arrangement processes also have their own sets of challenges. Those challenges are always dictated by the song itself and the task at hand at that moment is to be true to the song and carefully craft a recording that reflects what the song is about. Part three, for me, is to then take that song and perform it. It is the purest form of displaying this work of art called a song and is the only place where the magic of the creation is reflected back to me from a room full of interested listeners. And at that moment it is only as magical as the audience makes me believe it is. My CDs are all available on CDBaby.com.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Charts
Peak #263
Peak in subgenre #40
Author
Larry Whitler
Rights
1976 and 2007 Larry Whitler
Uploaded
November 10, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB 256 kbps 3:47
Lyrics
Personally speaking, I don't really care, But you've got some believing That you're so important there--- And you've fallen to your image, And you've fallen to your greed, And you're using your position For your vengeance and conceit--- And you've made yourself a hero, And you try to look like a star, But you cannot hide your ego, For they'll soon see what you are. Then the people who have made you Will destroy your very name, When they see you used them as a platform And a ladder--- A ladder for your own fame--- And you won't see me standing To help you repair The friendships you broke along the way So that you could make it there--- And you won't see me weeping When it's time for you to fall, For you treated me like dirt And my presence wasn't worth The time you used to hurt And make feel small--- Personally speaking, you're really not worth the time Your words have not impressed me And your image doesn't shine--- So don't recite your textbook, We all can memorize, So you are nothing special And far from being wise--- And you won't see me standing To help you repair The friendships you broke along the way So that you could make it there--- And you won't see me weeping When it's time for you to fall, For you treated me like dirt And my presence wasn't worth The time you used to hurt And make feel small---
Song Likes
Comments
Please sign up or log in to post a comment.