I Almost Scrapped This Song I Was Working On
The Song Wasn’t The Problem
I had the foundation of the song I’d been working on “Rain in Purple Frontiers” locked down. The weird, gritty “purple organ” riff I took from a 2022 Twitch stream we did, a heavy, driving beat I added inspired by Slayer’s “Raining Blood”, and a cold, detached 80s art-rock synth atmosphere that felt straight out of an early Peter Gabriel track.
As far as the instrumental skeleton with this genre mashup, I was digging it.
But, I had no idea what I was going to sing on it.
For for several days, I had been trying to write vocals for it. I tracked melody after melody. I tried being clean; I tried being heavy. Nothing really worked for me. I was genuinely ready to give up on the track and move on. But I really liked the music and didn’t want to lose it.
Note: Sometimes I think I’ll just stop working on a track and come back to it later. But it also risks the possibility of me forgetting about it altogether.
The Pursuit, The Frustration, and The Riffing
So, I decided to do something dumb.
I didn’t turn off the mic. I didn’t close Ardour. Instead, I clicked record and decided to fail as loudly and awkwardly as possible.
I didn’t write any lyrics. I didn’t plan a melody. I just ran a “random riffing” session. I let my vocals just react to the dark, sci-fi instrumental track. I mumbled. I yelled, whatever, just to see if anything would stick.
Then, somewhere into the session, this weird, unplanned phrase came out:
“I guess it’s not Valentine’s Day.”
I liked that it was oddly specific and yet completely out of context.
And it instantly unlocked everything.
The Resolution & The Birth of the Vagabond Character
That one accidental lyric became the narrative anchor.
Suddenly, I had a melody idea and a flow. That single line built the identity of the “Vagabond” an old flame trying to reconnect after years.
Once the character had a voice, the rest of the puzzle fell into place:
- The Verses: Built like a reading of an old, forgotten letter.
- The Chorus: A heavy, internal anxiety of trying to bridge a gap that is too wide to cross.
Here is the finished song:
This session changed “Rain in Purple Frontiers” from a music experiment into a real song.