Blessed are the men of Noah’s race that build
their little arks, though frail and poorly filled,
and steer through winds contrary towards a wraith,
a rumour of a harbour guessed by faith.
I once dreamed of playing in a band: of making records, of touring, of creating something I could be proud of and that others would love. However, I gave up on that dream a long time ago, and I never really thought of myself as a songwriter. That was something others did. I was a spectator, or, at best, just the bass player.
However, a few years ago, inspired by Tolkien’s idea of subcreation, I picked up a guitar and started playing again for the first time in ages. This time around, the songs seemed to pour out of me. Before long, I was starting to think of my songwriting as something I could actually share with others. “Vingilot” (below) is the first-fruits of that work.
I have so much more to tell you, but I don’t want to say too much, at least not yet. The music should speak for itself, so I hope you’ll check out “vingilot”. It’s an instrumental; I’d even call it a musical manifesto with no words (er, Tolk-Rock?). Lyrics will come later, but I think “vingilot” speaks for itself.
I hope you’ll dig it, and let me know if you do (comment, share, email, buy/donate, etc). More to follow very soon.