Starting from scratch ... in the basement

A few years ago, when I started writing all these songs, I was sharing a flat with a great guy, Thomas.
We were very much alike, two hermits that every now and then (once a day) turned into real social lions and spent a lot of time just talking about music and film. He was a living dictionary of movies and what he didn't know about motion-pictures was maybe not worth knowing.
One day, I got this text message on my cell-phone, saying it's a bread day in october and wouldn't it be nice to have something about Munch then.
I answered and said I had this heart-failure last week and was still stuck between that thing called life and death, psychologically not knowing in what region my next step would take me.
Ten seconds later he called me up, and ten minutes later I was on my way down to the club where he works.
I showed him some pics my buddy had taken from the first night at the hospital: cables, wires, needles, all attached to different parts of my body.
Then I saw a guitar in the room and said, I haven't touched a guitar for a week. So I picked up the 6-stringed guitar and went on playing the song I was playing that sunday evening -- when, shortly after, everything I previosuly had taken for granted was changed in a way I still haven't found any words to describe it with.
As always, when I play, the world around me disappear, but when I looked up I saw Thomas was shooting the episode with his cell-phone, saying:
"Come, let's go down in the basement. I want to film you there!"
And down we went. Although I was terrified in the elevator, thinking 'what if my heart starts playing tricks on me in here, and the elevator stops'.
I told him about my fear, and he replied we could take the stairs back up again ... when we were finnished."
I don't know why he asked me to carry that umbrella, but then I was never the guy who asked people why they did things, as long as they didn't hurt anyone.
Also, I don't know why I started playing the tunes I did... the first one's for my mother who was raised in a small house with 6 siblings, and then married a man who was brought up in a house with 27 rooms and servants and all the fancy things of his time. In my eyes they were real lovers, although others may say otherwise. I think their life-love-story taught me to really love whoever I connect with in life...
In a way I feel all these thoughts are connected to the fact that my old buddy since many years, Thomas took me down in the 'basement' and then, while we were climbing the stairs, said: now you can edit these little clips!
And I did!

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[vdbennett317]

I think Thomas saved you, or pulled you out of the deep end. Love the story of your parents' romance. Now know why you sing with feelings. ~V~Peace

[migled9]

I love it.

[shay33ish]

I have listen to this many times brother! I hope you are feelin well!

[ahlahlancha]

nice!

[Adekingofhell]

great!

[mediagod2004]

Thanks for your comment on my site. You know you are right and it's been on my mind lately and I had already made up my mind that this Winter while locked away in the snow driven Ohio Valley, I would start making and posting music again. I have too much talent and Coldplay, Radiohead, Muse, you name it are making millions out of songs that I play for people to this day who swear it's me singing and one of my songs. No more music for masturbation, creation only this Season to come. Wish me luck!

[brica100]

u r great!

[shanehenning26]

great song

[bloodtlord]

i hav yet to find any video that you have posted that i dislike

[KristyMia1]

Really enjoyed. Thanks for sharing!!!