Page 31 of Uriah's Orbit


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A slow crescendo started a moment later, a guitar and piano chased scales up and down the bars, and back again. Until finally the piano caught one phrase and the guitar caught another. The bass joined low and the brushes took on the beat on the high hat.

This wasnothinglike their other electronica music.

It was…them. Far more than the other stuff had been. The words joined in a moment later and there was no mistaking Austin’s warm strong tenor and Luis’s sultry high baritone.

Out, out

Need to get gone

You pushed and pulled

Tearing me in two

Tearing me down

Gone, gone

need to get out

Away from the hell

You visited on me.

You brought down on me.

Their voices chased each other through the lyrics, pursued by the guitar in the background. The song was a solid hard rock with overtones of Pearl Jam and Foo Fighters. I knew immediately that this was one of Taylor’s songs.

The chorus was stunning, with all five voices doing a Penatonix-style harmony-melody trade off.

With no options

I fled your hell

With no options

I left damnation

With no options

No room for you

I was gone

The lyrics were hopeful despite the minor chords they used to express the tone. It was a counterpoint, and masterfully done. I found myself getting lost in the lyrics, running with the person in the song, fleeing a terrible situation. The words made me think that they’d tried more than once to fix or change the whole thing and somewhere, they had realized there was no coming back from this. It was time to go.

You can't win me back

I am done with hell

I am free, I am gone

Away, so long

wasted now alone

now free.

The audience hadn’t moved at all as the song ended on the same crescendo that brought them into it. It took a long pause before someone on the right side of the room started applauding, loudly.