The Ballad of Brendan Wayne and Mikela Austen (2009)
Original Story
February 21, 2016
*Originally written in October, 2009*
One of my first "classics," simply by the token that it's old. This song is almost seven years old. Wow, time flies.
"The Ballad of Brendan Wayne and Mikela Austen" is a song written about two fictitious characters that I had based a short story upon. Brendan was a kid going across the country to start school and Mikela was his perfect ex-girlfriend from high school. He was going to start school a semester later that everyone. The story took place during that last week of everyone else's Winter Break. He and Mikela met back up, one last time, on some awkward and creepy circumstances. They rekindled their love for a brief moment before Brendan finally put Mikela in the past. Mikela, in turn, faded away.
That is a brief synopsis as I do plan on posting chapters of that piece up in the future, so it's just a teaser. This song was Brendan's internal thinking about another girl that he met in the story, Kimberly. It was based off of a dream he had. Why I chose Mikela over Kimberly is because of the richer story behind the two characters than the one between Brendan and Kimberly.
In this piece, I write one of my favorite phrases I've ever written: "I'm so scared of the end of eras/That I'll fight to turn this period/Into an ellipses." The wordplay in those three lines is fantastic, I write as I pat myself on the back. I feel that it's original and clever and requires a decent understanding of vocabulary. The italicized portion of the song is based very much off of Pianos Become The Teeths' "Jess and Charlie", especially the "lean into me" portion. I'm proud of the imagery I could conjure up and the cliffhanger ending, pun partially intended.
I feel that I did my two fictitious characters some justice while creating a world that could be relatable. Lastly, it was the first song that I ever created my own music for and sang publicly. It was a serenade, if I may say, to the woman that "To Madison" is based off. Fun fact; she cried and it wasn't at how bad my singing/guitar playing was. Words can be powerful sometimes, especially with meaning.
Without further adieu:
*Originally written in October, 2009*
One of my first "classics," simply by the token that it's old. This song is almost seven years old. Wow, time flies.
"The Ballad of Brendan Wayne and Mikela Austen" is a song written about two fictitious characters that I had based a short story upon. Brendan was a kid going across the country to start school and Mikela was his perfect ex-girlfriend from high school. He was going to start school a semester later that everyone. The story took place during that last week of everyone else's Winter Break. He and Mikela met back up, one last time, on some awkward and creepy circumstances. They rekindled their love for a brief moment before Brendan finally put Mikela in the past. Mikela, in turn, faded away.
That is a brief synopsis as I do plan on posting chapters of that piece up in the future, so it's just a teaser. This song was Brendan's internal thinking about another girl that he met in the story, Kimberly. It was based off of a dream he had. Why I chose Mikela over Kimberly is because of the richer story behind the two characters than the one between Brendan and Kimberly.
In this piece, I write one of my favorite phrases I've ever written: "I'm so scared of the end of eras/That I'll fight to turn this period/Into an ellipses." The wordplay in those three lines is fantastic, I write as I pat myself on the back. I feel that it's original and clever and requires a decent understanding of vocabulary. The italicized portion of the song is based very much off of Pianos Become The Teeths' "Jess and Charlie", especially the "lean into me" portion. I'm proud of the imagery I could conjure up and the cliffhanger ending, pun partially intended.
I feel that I did my two fictitious characters some justice while creating a world that could be relatable. Lastly, it was the first song that I ever created my own music for and sang publicly. It was a serenade, if I may say, to the woman that "To Madison" is based off. Fun fact; she cried and it wasn't at how bad my singing/guitar playing was. Words can be powerful sometimes, especially with meaning.
Without further adieu:
The Ballad of Brendan Wayne and Mikela Austen
We’re getting closer to the yellows.
Caution’s in the wind and it’s bowling us over.
The debris is crumbling under our feet
As we walk along the edge
Of an eroding story.
I’m so scared of the end of eras
That I’ll fight to turn this period
Into an ellipses.
The tides are crashing;
Sky turning darker by the hour.
The stars hide in fear
For they might never shine again.
The stars hide in fear
That they may never grant another wish.
Breaking at the scene,
Waves too fast and powerful
To be seen.
Two cautious souls; one restless sea.
We stare the years away
In never blinking eyes.
We’ve been on this road,
Tomorrow’s feel like yesterdays
And I’m still screaming the same lines:
“Lean into me. Embrace the fact
That if this whole world sinks,
I’ll never let go, no matter
How much water infiltrates our souls.
Lean into me, lean into me, lean into me,
Please.”
All gave away.
She was left on the left
And I stared up at the blackness,
Knowing that the beauty in this story is
Never knowing what’ll happen next
Between she and I.
-end-
Caution’s in the wind and it’s bowling us over.
The debris is crumbling under our feet
As we walk along the edge
Of an eroding story.
I’m so scared of the end of eras
That I’ll fight to turn this period
Into an ellipses.
The tides are crashing;
Sky turning darker by the hour.
The stars hide in fear
For they might never shine again.
The stars hide in fear
That they may never grant another wish.
Breaking at the scene,
Waves too fast and powerful
To be seen.
Two cautious souls; one restless sea.
We stare the years away
In never blinking eyes.
We’ve been on this road,
Tomorrow’s feel like yesterdays
And I’m still screaming the same lines:
“Lean into me. Embrace the fact
That if this whole world sinks,
I’ll never let go, no matter
How much water infiltrates our souls.
Lean into me, lean into me, lean into me,
Please.”
All gave away.
She was left on the left
And I stared up at the blackness,
Knowing that the beauty in this story is
Never knowing what’ll happen next
Between she and I.
-end-
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