I was miles outside of my comfort zone when I penned “Be Forward With Me” in 2007. I consider this song to be the third in a trilogy on “Songs for a Halfway Home”, and easily the one that gets me the most sentimental. I know I’ve already touched on my relationship with Heather in Chapter 2 and Chapter 3 of this dialogue, but really, I have to elaborate on this nonsense just once more.
“Be Forward With Me,” musically, is pretty fundamental. The cheesy organ solo notwithstanding, the song’s a straightforward kind of a tune with a message that still resonates with me, maybe even more so today than it has in a very long time. After all, the majority of the time I had known Heather, I had been mustering up the guts to try to tell her how I felt about her.
little by little, piece by piece, everything will fit together. if you’re the type of person who sees the bigger picture, you have to believe in that.
It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was smack dab in the middle of a shower when “Going Full Throttle” hit me. I can’t imagine it was much different from the way Doctor Emmet Brown must have felt when he was struck on the head and cooked up the flux capacitor. I rushed into the living room of my Lansing St. apartment, frantically searching for any kind of writing utensil or parchment to record my thoughts, as if there was risk that the song would disappear as suddenly as it had materialized. My good friend, roommate and former Score guitarist Leo Lemay (currently of STILL RINGS TRUE), watched the entire thing unfold. My abrupt burst of nudity may have bewildered him at first, but I believe the song that resulted certainly merited the discomfort.