The titles for songs almost always come to me after a long struggle with the lyrics and melody. Not rooms. I recorded a version of it moments before I posted my perfectly imperfect record this summer. It's about the feeling of being held impossibly within grief — a wounded inner house privately lived in. The …
Tag: God
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This song started as a prayer into my disbelief. It is a contemplation of what I cherished about the beautiful dead girl in the lines. Her death brought me to my knees and asked something of me: to present myself to God and the unknown as pure as I could be. It remains a prayer. …
messengers
Driving home from a show late at night with the windows down offers its own music if I’m paying attention: A frozen lake breaking apart in the middle of winter ... The angular song of an unseen screech-owl … Half-crying stars out on the interstate, semis blowing their horns below … The sound of the highway brushing against the car …
threads
My latest song was inspired by a lovers’ spat I witnessed outside the movie theater here in town. It’s about a terrible, terrible betrayal, and the possibility of moving from the brokenness to happiness, if only for a few moments. When you’re a songwriter living in a small town you hear more things, about all sorts of people — Those two parting angrily on the street, leaving their love affair hanging …
shadows and light
If I’m in a town and there’s somebody I like who has passed away, I’ll visit their grave. Sometimes I photograph it, sometimes I lie beside them and think about their work, their special loneliness now, or bring flowers. It’s nice to visit where people are or you believe them to be. Just because they …
b-flat
Science fact: the universe is humming. A black hole in the Perseus cluster approximately 250 million light years away is emitting a note: B-flat. Actually, its entire tune is the note B-flat, but 57 octaves lower than middle-C, or one million, billion lower than what the human ear can hear. Science has a name for …
