A dance track with a nautical theme and and hearfelt "I'll be there" message!
The music is original, creative and from the heart. I hope you have as much fun listening as I had making it. Thanks for tuning in. Keep fighting the good fig
'Perfusion' is the moniker for this one-man musical juggernaut. I record all of my own material in the basement, after the kids are asleep! One track has a female backing vocal but all the rest is just l'il ol me. About 2/3 of the songs were done using Studio One - 3 and ProTools computer based software and the others on the Boss BR 1180 free-standing workstation.
In 2015 and 2016, string orchestra pieces I wrote were features in the season with the Turtle Creek Chamber Orchestra. In 2011 I was honored to receive the Janesville Arts Council People's Choice Award for Outstanding CD/Song for "I Married the Prom Queen"...
Story behind the song
In 2011, my middle son had his Bar Mitzvah. In front of the congregation, I promised him that "if the winds of change are not at your back, I'll be." A good friend suggested I turn it into a song and here it is. Just in time for my youngest's Bar Mitzvah. Hard to know just what to say as we send off our kids into the wild blue. I've done my best to give it a try!
Lyrics
Just Turn Around
It wont be long until it pulls, that restless tug for moving on,
To take you by surprise and light a fire,
Time to pull up anchor, hoist a sail and raise your flag,
And launch the battleship they call desire,
Heres hoping for a friendly shore when you sail unchartered waters,
Heres hoping for smooth sailing, a gentle breeze, a billowed sail,
But that wind may howl with a mighty shiver and take you to an angry sea,
The rain can turn to sunshine or to hail,
So cast off for the bold horizon, set sail for the open sea,
Let the sun and stars light your way
The winds of change may push you places youd never thought youd be,
Youll always be my hero come what may,
And if the winds of change arent at your back,
Just turn around, and Ill be.
The ebb & flow of rushing waters, the rise and fall of seasons tides,
A compass to the truth will guide your sail,
The bold horizon stands its ground, the lowest tide will always rise.
If you leave yourself the latitude to fail,
If you look in still water they say that youll find depth,
But if the pool is salty from the tears that you have wept,
Look again in times of heartache and see that its still water.
And not blood.
M. Kopnick
