Since I can’t sing — really really, that monotone howl is not singing. Perhaps it’s just a hell of a lack of discipline and practice and vocal co-cordination, but still. There are moments where the hubris can’t even gain one ounce of momentum.
However, there are other people out there that can sing. And play. And do all those things that I myself isn’t so good at. Aron is one of those (his brother is a bit better on writing things in his tumblr though). He knows the lyrics I’ve written far better than I do, and he can sing and play and even record it properly. Amazing person really.
I began writing this song during Kontext in Uppsala and finished it a few days later while I visited said Aron and his woman. Short timeframe for being me, but since I wrote the first words during the last weekend in October and was finished in very early in November, I can claim it took me a month.
When the stars come tumbling down
the debris burning up the sky
wish we’ll dance in the fires af armageddon
or at least that we’ll try
because with out that
what’s the point of getting by?
Today he sent me this recording of my song In the Firelight of a Smile. Far far better than I anticipated. Amazing person, really.