Here's a little ditty I will be including on my forthcoming album. It's pretty choice. I dig it.
It's also rather odd. I get that. Just get past the oddity and into the groove.
Let me know if you think it's cool. Remember, one more song coming next week and then this EP should be all ready to roll. Stay forever tuned!
(More about the song after the jump.)
If you're interested - the song was inspired by a sort of waking dream I had this summer. My brother and I spent two months in the British Isles in the fall of 2011, and in a fit of nostalgia I set my MacBook up to cycle through all of our pictures from that trip on my desktop. We did a four-day hike from Dublin to Glendalough through the Wicklow Mountains and ended our trek in a small pub splashing Guinness over our aching legs. The next morning early as we rose to travel, we were greeted with an eerie fog over the ruined city.
Unfortunately, our attempts to capture the mood were blurry, dim, and poorly tried. So we'll try to contextualize it. Create in your mind an amalgamation of the following (thanks to Don for unwittingly providing the source images via Facebook):
That morning was, well - mystical.
One day this summer the above photo came up as my background and I immediately was taken to a vision of a woman running from her 10th-century home and jumping panicked into a lake. This song just sort of grew out of that - trying to understand why she was running.
I hope you like it. I spent a lot of time on the arrangement and figuring out the various guitar and piano parts. The whistle and the mallets are courtesy of painstaking MIDI wizardry.
Anyways, check in next week and I'll have another tune for you - it'll be less weird.