That was one evening.. The TV was on.. Suddenly there were those 4 guys, coming from nowhere, I had never heard of.. A drummer, a bass player, a guitarist, and a singer-guitarist..
They started playing and singing a slow tempo, cool song.. But, abruptly, and though the tempo didn't change, the guitarist was entering a solo full of energy and rage.. "la rage du désespoir" as we say in French.. As if his life was on the balance, as if he would rescue himself with those notes..
Two days later, they were appearing again on TV, with the same song, and the same shock.. The same cool atmosphere, the same wonderful voice, the same solo full of lava..
I then went to the record shop..Unknown, they still were.. Though the guy was rather (I should say, much) open and aware of all the new things published, he had not heard of them, and had no record in the shop..
In fact, the record was not published yet..
A few weeks or months later, I had access to the record, and I smiled, seeing that this record had the name of my second son, in the title..
Any idea, guys and gals ?? This song is based on 4 chords, repeated from the beginning to the end.. 4 magical chords that you could play for hours and improvise on them, without feeling bored a single second.. Since I (later), started playing them, again and again, on my piano, I've been getting jealous of those 4 chords.. More and more, with time..
Why have I not been the one composing them ??
So ??? Any idea ??