Journeys End [Vajes Fin]
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Lyrics:
Lyrics and Music by Dave Ryder and Dan McHugh.
Info regarding the lyrics and recording the music: The lyrics are Ulises’ thoughts of Calypso as he is lying on the floor of the Cantina, bleeding to death from a gunshot wound delivered (accidentally) by their son Nato Lejos. He hadn’t known that Calypso had been pregnant with his son before he left her, and 20 years have gone by. In Homer’s The Odyssey (as well as other Authurian-type legends) some type of Oracle frequently predicts the hero’s downfall caused by his own son. The concept of man planting the seed of his own destruction is a common theme in ancient literature. Perhaps it is a subtle method employed by ancient storytellers to unnerve their benefactors (uneasy lies the head*, and all that) – one of the few ways a court jester or poet laureate could “flex his muscle”, as it were, and still retain an intact neck. The “little town” is a reference to Nigerian Igbo culture, and the proverb “Ora na azu nwa” which means “it takes the community/village to raise a child” (obviously no one considers L.A. a small town!) The song originally (for reasons I won’t go into here, for the sake of brevity) was entitled Crack In My Windshield, the lyrics of which were just terrible (I suspect the overindulgence of alcoholic beverages played a large part of that) – but in an odd way the dissatisfaction we felt with Crack generated (or more accurately spawned) the kernel of ideas for at least 2 other songs – we played around with different tempos, chord progressions, and acid loops, and although these didn’t help Crack, those discards took on life of their own, Frankenstein-like (well, monster-like, anyway). Finally we decided to just make it an instrumental, which we imaginatively called Crack Instrumental as a working title. Then on the last night working on it Dan had the idea of incorporating sound bites and sound effects from all the songs on the album, a sort of hommage placed near the end of our collaborative journey. This inspired me to pen the lyrics on the spot (at that point, I was actually addressing an imaginary audience listening to our imaginary vinyl record, infusing the lyrics with a symbolic duality I feel lends it a depth not often seen in rock and roll – a fitting finale I can live with). * Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose - Shakespeare Henry The Fourth, Part 2 Act 3, scene 1, 26–31 |
Notes regarding the art:
Rosa Celeste: Dante and Beatrice gaze upon the highest Heaven, The Empyrean, by Gustave Doré.. The end of the journey for Ulises, Odysseus, Dante and Beatrice, indeed for all of us who believe there is something more to come after we shed our mortal coil:
And here, dear reader and listener, we reach the end of this journey:
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