Often when I get “sad” or “in my feels” I like to listen to music; sometimes I’ll even write it. I’ve never been a great lyricist so what hoping to convey with this wordless little song, is that happiness isn’t easy to come across. I try to convey this (keyword TRY) with a rather soft and not so happy guitar piece, then I introduce a harmonica bit to try (keyword again TRY) and bring that calmly somber melody to a happy and uplifting song.
This song is about not caring what people think and knowing that you have the strength to come back from it because you know you have what it takes to do that when you have confidence in yourself.
This piece I have composed combines Rustic Black Metal as well as more traditional Germanic acoustic sounds in an effort to truly exonify my personal existential journey whereas I am in a world of which I do not belong. As a culturally and biologically Northern European born in a foreign land, I have long relied upon my own mechanizations to stay afloat so to speak, always struggling to wriggle against the confines that attempt to shut me out. Currently I sit within an industrialized urban landscape, witnessing vicariously the destruction of my spiritual ethnic hearth due to corporate enterprise and human lust birthed from unnatural means of which soon will be the destruction of us all, as is all that opposes the natural way of things. In conclusion, I wrote this song in purest expression of thought and emotional stigma because I am HUMAN.
