"LET'S GET LOST"
"take me down on a journey
to the bottom of your heart,
let me fill it with sound"
Ahhh, the third in the wrong
girl trilogy, this song was
composed in the midst of a 24
hour car trip from Los Angeles
to Seattle. I was in the process
of moving to LA, and drove
my old Volvo wagon up from
La to close shop in Seattle
and bring my dog down to LA.
Now; I was obsessed with this
girl I had just met-she might
have known that I existed but
I doubt it, she was in Club Med
at the time. Anyway, I was
driving from LA in a tee shirt and
shorts and forgot to check the
weather. once I got North of
San Francisco I started to hit.
snow and ice and the roads
started closing all around me.
My radio stopped working
about 5 hours into the drive.
A
piece of advice: driving alone
for 24 hours without a radio is
no way to get someone out of
your mind. I had to put chains
on my tires so that the police
would let me continue on
some of these roads, and then
the chains flew off. it's no fun
to put chains back on your
tires when it's snowing and
you're in a T-shirt, not to
mention the 18 wheelers
flying by my head. I slid off the
road twice more before I
finally got near Portland where
I was back in cell phone
range. Oh, the song-well I was
writing lines from the song in
my head the whole way up.
it
was this tragic beautiful love
song. I called my friend Lex in
LA and told him that I just
wanted to tell this girl
everything, to sing to her this
song and she'd understand.
I
told him that I'd slid off the
road a few times and didn't
know if I'd make it to Seattle.
His sage advice:
"No dude,
here's the deal,
you want to
call her and
tell her everything
because
you think you're going
to die.
but the problem is
you're going to live,
and then
you'll have to deal with her
again.
DO NOT CALL, you'll
regret it."
I must say, I've
never ignored
such good
advice.
I waited until I got
back to Seattle,
then waited
another half hour
or so, then
called and sang
this whole
beautiful mess to her.
Well,
to her answering machine
really. Oh in case you're
wondering, she never called
me back. At least I got a good
song out of it. you'll hear
Mark Isham playing trumpet
on here. I'm a huge Chet
Baker fan, so the title of this
track was a nod to him, and I
wanted trumpet on the song.
what's the song about, well, it
should be obvious, but it's
about believing that if things
were different, if the city, the
time, anything was different
then the person would be
able to see all of the reason
to be with you.
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