Ever since seeing Mary Poppins returns in cinema with my choir members, I wanted to write an arrangement for the beautiful ballad The place where lost things go.
That was early February, so I have been postponing it a bit. I wanted to do justice to the song. My fantasy about arranging it was an a cappella version with 4 voices, all written in the form of a fugue. Real J.S.Bach style….
By setting the bar that high, I gave myself a task that was too enormous. I am not a composer. So last week, finally, I locked myself in the room with a piano, during a short retreat at my parents in law. I told myself I had to write the arrangement on that day. And it would probably turn out less complex than I dreamed it to be. But that’s OK.
Still, I experienced a bit of a writer’s block. In numerous places of the song I had no idea what would happen.
I tried to get over my writer’s block by playing the chords of the song, singing the melody first, then trying to sing something that would make sense with it. Just trying to come up with something, and then throwing away what wouldn’t work. It was creation by elimination that finally got me somewhere. It was a rusty process, but it did start to move forward.