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(The Journey Project 009 - VRLOG 193) 
12:01 AM, Tuesday, October 28th, 2025:
 
This song. Good fucking lord this song...
 
Written in 2022 it came out of nowhere and effectively STOPPED my documentary "Where You Once Belonged"... A phone call from Jess triggered it... and actually, I said it best in the entry:
 
So when I heard Jess break down crying today, and then have to hang up really quick... I spent like 8 minutes battling all these emotions. Those 8 minutes happened to be when I said goodbye to my kids who were going to school. Crazy timing, it was right as they were walking out. When she called back to continue filling me in, I was CLEARLY shaken. She asked if I was alright and I just wept. And I could barely get out the words: "I just love you and want you to be happy" to which she broke down again and we had this bizarre moment that felt like 2004. There was this overwhelming need to help her. To wipe her eyes, help her solve the problems... all that...
 
...except I'm 20 years away, that's not my role, and it was just this part of my cranium that hadn't been accessed for 18 years. When we finally hung up, I just cried. I hadn't heard her cry like that in so long and... ya know what it's like? Have you ever heard your parent yell something when you're an adult and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up like you're a little kid? THAT is what it felt like.
 
Man, that was a REALLY good analogy. And from that feeling, came this song. Chords, melody - everything. It was the first time since I had built this studio (specifically to write music) that happened and then of course it hit me: wait, I need to access THAT to write? Because my life is soooooooo good? I have to find other people's trauma? FUCK.
 
And that basically ended everything... of course then Virtual Presence started, I had a "friend" supply my very OWN trauma and this year knocked it out of the park!!! Songs galore! Music music music! LMFAO. But at the time, in 2022 when I wrote this, I just couldn't. I couldn't SEEK out drama to write a fucking song. Songs have been therapy for me my entire life - and if I ain't writing? Then - WHOOPEE!!! So it created this really bizarre chicken/egg scenerio.
 
However, since we're revisiting everything - voila:
 
 
Also, it should be noted, that of the 126 songs I'm re-releasing with new performances this is the ONLY one that I'm reusing the previous performance (from '24) because the simple production was perfect. It doesn't need more, doesn't need to be redone - it's that EMPTINESS that actually makes it work. This will always be an extremely moving song for me because it was such a EUREKA into how my creative brain works and of course, there's a very beautiful realization within the words: when you've ever loved someone, it doesn't go away. Labels change, life moves on, but a simple sound or smell or whatever can bring back a CRAZY flood of emotions and I adore that this piece of art came from that feeling. I didn't see it coming at all, but when do you ever realize that you haven't heard an ex cry in 2 decades. Ya know? I had no idea it would floor me like this and I'd instantly be 20 years younger. It's like that Tom Waits song, "Martha" except I wasn't fightin' the tears - they were just THERE.
 
And then I sat down, wrote and recorded that and moved on. Thankfully things got better for Jess and all is good with the world but got-DAMN did that surprise me.
 
I must be the luckiest artist that has ever lived.
 
Adam