Oh, man. Even within the boundaries of this experimental round, this is a weird one for me. For those curious, here's how it happened.
I knew that I wanted to do another intimate solo piano piece, and I knew that, stylistically, I wanted it to stay in the range of Gabriel's solo acoustic pieces, and I'm still on my Blue Nile kick. Then, I was reading an interview with Dave Brubeck, where he was discussing his approach to polychords and polytonality. Now, I'm not a complete stranger to this style of composition, but it's safe to say that it's way beyond my paygrade. But, hey, what better forum to experiment. So, I worked with what I assume that my jazzer friends would consider some fairly simple polychords and came up with something that really set an emotional mood for me, and I can quite happily say that I copped - twice - the only Bill Evans riff I sort of know (that pretty descending 6th-5th interval thing).
As for the lyrics, I shot for - and missed by a mile - an otherworldly Art Nouveau meditation on death and loss, inspired by the two big things on my mind this week - David Bowie and Haruki Murakami's wonderful "Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World," which I just finished rereading this week, which is very germaine to this whole vibe, but I'd give away spoilers if I tried to explain. In any case, without proper time to be more lyrically creative than I had, it certainly came out a lot more direct and melodramatic than I intended, but oh, well.
Anyway, interesting experiment. With some better lyrics and a better pianist and vocalist, who knows?
lyrics
long, so long
long, you've been silent so long
speak, dear
whisper me the one thing
you wish for
show me
something you could hold
in your hands
cold, so cold
cold, can't remember the warmth
eyes closed
I still see me waking beside you
hands held
I can see you laughing beside me
promise that you'll remember on the
first flakes falling
pains of morning
bring me back to your arms for one last
press against the
certain kiss of
losing you, oh, losing you
long, so long
long, you've been silent so long
moon fades
I can feel you slipping from my sight
the tides pull
something more than human
she calls me
promise that you'll remember on the
first flakes falling
pains of morning
bring me back to your arms for one last
press against the
certain kiss of
losing you, oh, losing you
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