Did I say March? Hmmmmm....

Why is the sky turning that weird red color? Do you hear horses?

Yeah, that's right, it could be a sign of the apocalypse but I've crossed the sandy desert, tasted the blood of the star flower(?), found my spirit animal, completed my existential quest and do in fact have a new track for you. As well as a revitalized, totally rejuvenated passion for Son of Rust that I haven't felt since the beginning if I'm being honest. By all that I mean that I ate a bunch of weird mushrooms I found growing in my bathtub and woke up a few blocks away in my underwear, but it's basically the same thing.

I hate to say it, as we "artists" are generally supposed to have this "it's my art so fuck what you think" mentality and just frakking do art for the sake of doing art, but let's face it, a little validation goes a long way.

...and by that I meant that this is going to be a colossal year for SoR. It's pretty safe to come out and say that right now there will definitely be a west-coast tour this summer, and very likely a european tour later this year. I am, to put it bluntly, totally stoked.

Anyway, about this (rough) track: It's probably the most uplifting thing I've ever written, so it's maybe a little on the lighter side than what all the SoR kids are used to, but hey, I'm in a chipper mood for once in a long time - allow me a little indulgence. Hey, at least I say "miseries" and "pain" a few times so there you go, happiness haters.

Michael and Ben helped me out in the studio on the vocals and you can even hear Michael in the mix if you listen carefully... It was an old-school Son of Rust reunion of sorts.

I've tentatively decided to go with a "perceptions of time" theme for the next album, so this track is basically the flip-side of the previous "Time Devours", looking at more of the "freeing" aspect of the old hourglass and less of the "wasting away".

Here are the lyrics, for those of you who haven't gotten bored by now and gone back to looking at porn:

all we have is memory
that holds us here
in repetition's loving arms
finding peace in anything
twisted things
those things
that do us harm

all those distant memories
that keep me here
that keep me holding on
all those distant memories
of you my dear
I know
will soon be gone

together you and I
time
we will wash away
everything

together you and I
time
we will take away
all the pain

time
is an ally
(leads me here)
time
is an ally
(holds me near)
time
is an ally
(whispers in my ear)
that your memory
will soon me gone

All we have is memory
that chains us here
experience and scars
can't find release in anything
but twisted needs
those things
that do us harm

all those childhood miseries
that formed your fears
a fallen house of cards
all the pieces in the sand
spell anything...

together you and I
time
we will take away
all the pain

....

You're feedback, as always, is appreciated (and by appreciated I mean angrily scoffed at and then discarded).

I've also got a slightly darker more dance floor oriented track on the back burner that's 90% finished so you can probably expect a taste of that in a week or so. Ta.