Andrea only started playing guitar seriously when Mark roped her into it. She played as a kid but never practiced because her first guitar teacher was a nutcase. But she always regretted having given it up and is thrilled to have picked up the guitar again and learned to write songs. Now all she wants to do is play.
And Mark encouraged her, especially when she was hovering over his shoulder in their tiny studio on 14th street.
Andrea: “Maybe someone could sing this part?”
Mark: "Uh, who would that be honey?"
Her first songwriting contribution was “You Are Alone" part on The Monkey.
She began to butt in so often that Mark said to her, “hey, why don’t you write your own song." So she did, penning "I Don't Know God" with Mark helping her out on song structure. Not a bad start to write your first song with 9th chords and suspended 9th chords. Of course, she had no idea that was what she was doing, they just sounded right and her fingers didn't have to stretch too far
Andrea has also been working on a novel for forever. She is a sometimes shutterbug (check out her exhibit) and a hopeless poet. Although she has gotten quite a few pieces published as of late so it's less hopeless.
Here is a silly one she wrote —
always a writer
always a girl
left the guitar in the closet
went out to seek the world
returned within again
found she had music
despite earlier rebuttals
gypsy urchin
lost and found
And this is the poem she read as her wedding vow to Mark--
Come now, you be me And I’ll be you for we’ll be each other forever true
Days are sweet cravings with you near the dearest of the dear
My best friend, my laughter companion my beautiful inspiration
You chase sadness away wherever it tries to stay.
For you, I’ll always be here even if I’m far away because we’re so close my breath is heavy with you and within me such love it feels sun-shattering.
Marry me and I’ll always be happy.
(And he did!)
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