Ahh, just when i thought i was ready to pass out i put on “Gone” and it all got better. It’s so cool when you hear Gina & I smile while we’re singing. rabi claims to be able to exactly picture the looks on my face when she hears a recording of me, and while i’m skeptical i think it’s entirely possible… she saw me do “punk” and “under my skin” in person, and they’re surely my two most expressive songs. So, who knows. Honestly, i don’t even know what the hell face i’m making when i sing, but usually it doesn’t make me look any more attractive than i am when my mouth is firmly shut.
Fellow theatre-chick (erm, that came out wrong) Hillary declared “Hold On Me” the “creepy fingers” song from the first time she heard it backstage at rehearsal for good woman of setzuan, and to this day i’m more likely to refer to it as “creepy fingers” than by it’s given name. Someone else entirely made the comment that the lyrics and the music don’t quite feel like they match… like one is rawer and bloodier and angrier than the other. However, i’m not sure which one is which.
i slept on top of the sheets because i didn’t trust what might happen. i didn’t mind your looming lips, but i was worried about your hands. i knew you’d put me under them soon enough – yeah i knew you’d play rough. your intentions were as clear as the act that you put up to get me into you. and who-oa you’ve got a hold on me. 2am and i am walking to your place wondering if these feelings will ever last. but, either way you’ve got your hooks sunk deep into me, and don’t you know that they’re holding fast. and who-oa you’ve got a hold on me. and everything with you feels just like the first time. so. let’s refine this, baby, let’s define this; i’ll need a dictionary for what i’m feeling. but a 1,000 words could never paint the picture of my face close enough to steal your breath! and all i ever wanted was something real – someone to listen to all these words, and your ears would be my favourite part of this except for all that i’ve left unheard. and who-oa you’ve got a hold on me. i slept on top of the sheets because i didn’t trust what might happen; i didn’t mind your looming lips, but i was in trouble when i set foot in your bed
Wow, that’s a rocking version of “Splinter.” At some point after i regain consciousness i’ll be compiling a best-of list to aid people in their downloading, and for the best-of discs for the sponsors. So, if you have some favourites, IM me about it (as that is more likely to keep my awake than silly tepid emails).
“Splinter” and “Hold On Me” are like fraternal twins born with a deathgrip around each other’s umbilical chords… one can never be well-liked and popular while the other one is doing the same. So, “Hold On Me” came out to shine while i was recording my demo, but shortly afterwards it was usurped by “Splinter” because it was Gina’s favourite. But two weeks ago “Hold On Me” came back with blistering heat an emotion, displacing it’s twin again. Will they ever be able to share space on a demo? At least with one as the flipside to the other they don’t have to look at each other…
My first kiss was at the bottom of a flight of stairs that reminded me of my childhood house. We had old creaky stairs and wide wooden molding on the doors and the doors were heavy so you could give them a good slam. And that’s were we kissed. In a way it makes perfect sense to me, because it was the only place i was comfortable with the only person i was comfortable with. Sadly, that was only a one-kiss engagement (okay, maybe two), and not a whole ton of things have made perfect sense since then. A thing here and there makes limited amount of sense, or plausible sense, or i want it to make sense, or i just suspend my disbelief. But i just want it to make sense.
By the way, in the paragraph i decided what’s going to be in the after-party Trio recording, so make sure you stick around to see how well i play guitar after being awake for 30 straight hours. Should be interesting.