Many years ago, whilst I was in a band, I read a short story, by Martin Amis, called ‘The Immortal” (from a book called ‘Einstein’s Monsters’). It inspired the first lyric I ever wrote for the band (“The Immortals”) called, unimaginatively, ‘The Immortal’….
23 Years later, I have found myself returning to the subject again as I embark on a new musical venture in March, with a new lyric evolving from the same story. After much noodling and scribbling, this is my take on the same tale, from a different angle.
There are many things which life doesn’t prepare us for – age doesn’t always bring experience – sometimes leaps of faith are the only way to really move forward in your life, particularly if something from your past hides in the shadows of your present, never really seen, but glimpsed from the corner of
your mind’s eye, informing decisions and choices you make, without you really being aware of their presence; Gremlins which gnaw at your confidence; Demons that tarnish beauty with their doubtful breath; The human condition of self-doubt which can spoil the fruit before it is even really ripe…
Sunday was my day for this – a world watching itself, lost in conflicting signals, all brought on by thoughts, in moments of solitude, after a day of rapture which only comes along to shake your hand maybe even once in a lifetime if you are lucky…
Almost 24 hours of living in a moment, something which was life-affirming, and makes you realise that life CAN be everything you dreamed of, before reality bit you on the arse!
Don’t let doubt weave its nefarious spell – take the moment, run with it, share that joy, and give some of the love that spills over to someone who needs it.