“And when no hope was left inside on that starry…

“And when no hope was left inside

on that starry, starry night

You took your life as lovers often do

But I could have told you, Vincent

This world was never meant

for one as beautiful as you”

Today I finished another song: Scarry Scarry Night. I put an mp3 of it on the ‘music’ section of this site.

Of course the title refers to Don McLean’s “Vincent”, an almost a bit too slushy song for my taste, but still nice. The “starry starry night” line popped up in my mind when I was driving home last night, and it reminded of the quote “Writing about music is like dancing about architecture” (was it Elvis Costello who said this?) in its effort to write a song about a painter (van Gogh) and a painting (“The Starry Night”). And it’s somehow special to have a guy who’s himself the subject of a song called “Killing Me Softly With His Song” singing a song about someone who killed himself. Homo faber, the novel by Max Frisch, is another set of associations I had: the taboo of a guy falling in love with his daughter, scientific thinking used as a shield from all the incomprehensibilities of life… to believe that science can explain everything and that innovation always is good… and to forget that it’s only a belief. And Luke Skywalker was the one figure of Star Wars that I always wanted to see fail – he was too ‘good’. And almost more asexual than C3PO. See, Han Solo never needed a symbolic light saber. 😉 I leave it to you to discover the other things that it made into the lyrics and I hope you enjoy the song. Would be nice if you let me know what you think of it!

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