I thought you should know that I wrote my new album for you. I must admit, it krept back on me rather surreptitiously. The desire to play music again. I thought I had retired forever.
But lo and behold, you released an album on the web. At a time when I was not so much a computer enthusiast. And it was well received. Everyone was telling me how much they liked it. And I went to work and I went home and I woke up the next morning and did it again. Would have listened to it by then, but I was too busy filling my void with nothingness. Had no room for anything else.
A friend at work burnt In Rainbows for me. I didn't know where the best place would be to listen to it first. Ended up choosing the bath. Excellent choice. One driveway bonging session later and a warm tub, it was time to press play. And I slid back and listened.
A few weeks later, I brought my guitar to a friend's house in San Francisco. He had been encouraging me to play ever since I moved back here. Well, a year went by before I finally heeded his request.
I started with the last song I wrote. Note To Self. It had been the last song I had completed before I lost my train of thought. The irony is even deeper when you hear the lyrics to the song. Fabian loved it. (He loves all my songs, so don't take his word for it necessarily...)
It wasn't long after that first jam session that I started writing again. It was slow coming at first. Fragments of notes. Seldom lyrics. Mostly nothing at all. But I kept it up. And one night after a month of nothing special, I was back at Fabian's and I was alone for the first time in a long while. I decided to try recording a few in Fab's room.
And then it happened. Something magic. A spark reignited.
I wrote four songs that night. In completion. Words, music, it all was there. In one take each. I saw a shadow of my past begin to reemerge.
8 months later, I recorded a collection of new songs. The collection that is now "
hibernation". It would mean a lot to me if you get to hear these songs. I'm not sure how to get a hold of you. I met you all once on the streets of San Francisco, but we've lost touch since then.
Hope all is well. I finally decided to purchase a ticket to Outside Lands. I'll be there all three days. Wish you guys would play your own show out here, but I guess I'll take what I can get. :-P
Best regards, and my sincerest thanks for pushing on when I was ready to fold.
Your brother,
gerad
an airbag saved my life...