Here's the next one I'm pulling out of the closet. This song I wrote about a month or two before I broke up with my ex... I guess you can tell what was coming from the lyrics. I couldn't at the time, it just needed to be sung.
That's what a bone song is, something deep in your marrows you need to get out.
You don't always know what's coming - all the best songs (or the songs I feel are the best) have fallen out, almost fully formed, telling their own truths about me, usually things I didn't even realise I felt or knew.
In related news, I highly recommend you find a copy of Chad Van Gaalen's Soft Airplane. It's a gorgeous album, recorded in a home basement studio. It's so warm, and yet so thin and skeletal. Listen to it, love it. The whole thing is infectiously good. Watch this for an indication of the power of Chad Van Gaalen's work.
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