Similar to the sculptor's concept that the sculpture is inside the rock and the artist just needs to remove the unnecessary material, some songs seem to already exist in ideal Platonic song space and simply await emergence by writing them down. This is no slight to the songwriter, since it takes a talented inner ear to find these songs and to know them when they materialize. Here's a song that strikes me as this type. It just flows out, probably like it did when they first put it together. "Caroline" by Concrete Blonde.
Hope everybody had a great Thanksgiving.
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