And just like that, we had another one. The end result was a pretty sounding track that was also very haunting at the same time. Nic and I didn't go crazy over it like we did the others because we were already unplugged. I think our heads were more into what restaurant we were about to eat in -- or at least, that's where MY greedy ass head was. The instrumental was then quickly bounced down, the file was sent to Phonte and our final joint was out of our hands. The night got even more interesting when in the middle of us toasting some drinks up to all of this new and completed music, we got to witness a couple get arrested a few tables over from us in the restaurant we decided to go to. Wilmington, NC was great to us in the entertainment department that day.
When I drove back to Maryland the next morning, what would become the "Face In the Reflection" instrumental was the only one that Nic didn't email me, so as a couple of weeks had gone by I had completely forgotten how the song even sounded. That is, until I got a text from Phonte one morning that said:
"GMAIL"
I've said this before in stories and at shows, but whenever I get that "GMAIL" text? That means there's some fucking FIRE in my inbox.
When I first pressed "play" on it, I was hyped up just to hear the song again. I reacquainted myself with the music during the first few bars of the intro, but I FULLY understood it when Phonte came in and basically verbalized its tone. That simplistic, pretty, yet almost uneasy music came to life. Hell, when the hook came in?!
Do you ever wonder why
You can never unify
The person that you are with every person that you think you should be?
When you look into the mirror try
To keep it strong and not to cry
When you don't feel the connection to the face in the reflection you see
