The Old Worlds Live Forever
Our songwriting process is the creation of tiny universes.
Vienna Teng’s ‘City Hall’ is one such universe, being a song about same-sex marriage and a couple driving miles to get married at City Hall.
And then we have Ryan Adams’ ‘Oh My Sweet Carolina’, about a man's journey from Kentucky through Texas and Ohio, "building newsprint boats", and smelling "all the sweetest winds", and concluding with a plaintive note of longing for home. He’s looking for something, but he doesn’t know what he wants.
Each song is a universe, with people and feelings and a landscape.
With the end of each song the curtain falls on one world, and with the first chord of the next the break of a new dawn.
But the old worlds don’t die just because the song is over – the song is a glimpse of a world that keeps on keeping on and fights to stay alive and in love even when no one’s watching.
The old worlds, and each new world we create, they live forever.
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