Maya Noise

Tommy Thallett was inspired to write this song when he read Maya Noise.  The sound quality in the video is not great so he sent me a more polished version of it which you can listen to here.

Tommy-mayanoise.mp3

Here are the words of Tommy’s song.

the water keeps rising up
and the walls are caving in
the fence is getting rusty
and the sun is setting on everything

i can feel the details
with every passing breath
and the way your skin felt
when we made love i wont soon forget

because we are young not dead
our bodies are decaying
distorting all the things we’ve said
we get lost in language
and silence stirs us side
and i want so badly to believe that the human spirit never dies.

and i am gaining consciousness
with every tiny cloud
the answers are in front of me
but i can’t make them out.

your body is a vessel
and i’ll take you out to explore
my options are limited
but i’m always looking for more.

because we are young not dead
our bodies are decaying
distorting all the things we’ve said
we get lost in language
and silence stirs us side
and i want so badly to believe that the human spirit never dies.

I wrote this piece of music as an atmospheric for the chapter about sex. Specifically the part about sex in the 80′s.

For me it evokes nightclub air thick with a hundred perfumes that mixed together to smell like maybe . . . . maybe tonight, maybe her. . . . or her . . . . or maybe her.  Shoulder pads cutting swerving arcs on the dance floor as we stamped the sexual tension out to the beat. A chance to make an impression for the slow set.  Straining pants and ultraviolet kisses
and pixie boots.

The music is two minutes and forty six seconds long.  Longer than sex took back then but the anticipation went on for eternity.