Wow, this is getting real. 52 song project is actually winding down. Just 11 more weeks to go… satisfying and yet a little sad (queue:¬†segue) which leads us into this week’s song which borders on mourning. Leaning heavily on guitar for many of our songs, we thought we would throw out a piano piece. This quickly turned into something of a meandering lamentation which… oh, just go and listen already.

Song

Discussion

STEVE: And so I was over at Ceili’s place, doing a bit of pie eating, Arrested Development watching and dogsitting, and I thought, “HEY! There is music recording equipment here that works!” And so I used it to make this song. I have been wanting to write a piano song for 52sp for some time now, but all of the instrumentation I have done on previous tracks has been programmed in. Since Chris has a keyboard, I decided to take advantage. It is the first song I have ever written on piano, so my biggest concern is that that fact is not glaringly obvious, which is probably why I made my voice overly emotive to try to cover up the keys.

Since my recording gear and Windows 7 don’t seem to like to get along, I have been limited to recording whenever I am visiting Chris. So, I left a rough draft of this tune for Chris to add to. Therefore, this week’s song is as much of a surprise to me as it is to you, internet, and I am looking forward to what he adds!

In other good news, I think that Ceili has finally come to respect me and not be afraid of my beard.

Ceili, the dog

CHRIS: Ok, first of all, Ceili did not leave me alone the whole time I was working on this song. She just sat at the top of the stairs whining and yelping something to the effect of “comeee plaayyyy withhhh meeee.” So that’s one of the reasons I didn’t actually add much. Another reason is I was worried I’d spoil it.

Because, you see, I love this song. I think it’s beautiful, and perhaps the most epic of songs so far. (It would be more epic if it had a 4 minute extro with big booming drums. Let’s make that note for the next version.) So I added some backing vocals, and some strings, and left the piano and Steve’s emo vocals to mostly speak for themselves. (Also, Steve, was this song partly influenced by Konstantine, perhaps? Cuz either way, I think it would be fun to make it sound more like that.)

Finally, this is the first song you’ve ever written on the piano? You’re an ass hole. How dare you. Be worse at things, man. Come on.

Lyrics

And so it goes
What you feel
And so it is
Becomes real

Heaven sent you nothing but wine
That you turned to water in short time

And so it goes
What you see
And so it is
Becomes me

Your own hero in your head
To the world antagonist instead

Fighting for 
Forgotten wars
Untold scores have fallen
At your door

Don’t wait
For me to come home

And so it goes
What you hear
And so it is
Never near

Stepping into purple shoes
And the royalty is yours to lose

And so it goes
All you taste
And so it is
Tears on your face

Bitter with the taste of grief
But you swear that you feel some relief

Fighting for
Forgotten wars
Untold scores have fallen
At your door

Don’t wait
For me to come home

Credits

Words and Music: Steve Salt
Chris Tindal: Backing vocals, strings
Steve Salt: Vocals, piano
Claire Salloum: Pumpkin pie. (Sorry if I ate too much pumpkin pie.)