And another while I'm here.
Still on a "down" note, but on a different topic: moral uncertainty. In the end, we're all
Alone.
Many of Brel's songs start small and build large.
I created a very "jagged" piano ostinato, doubled by 12-string guitar at times, which alternates with sharp punctuating chords.
And, in true Brel style, it builds and builds until it collapses on itself.
My singers are fighting over who gets to do this number.
