|Heath (heathism) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-01-30 18:53:00
|Entry tags:||!1998: 01, !incomplete, heathcote barbary, myron wagtail|
Who: Heath and Myron
What: Working on a new song
Where: The Ireland house
Rating/Warning: TBA, likely language
Heath didn't have a damned idea what he wanted to do about the things he'd seen at the Ministry when he'd gone in. He knew he wanted to do something, though, and Gideon's suggestion - Sing songs about shite they don't want us to sing about and spin them on their ear when it's popular as hell? - was the best he'd heard.
He'd been working on a new song for the last week, since he'd gone in, really. He just wasn't sure that it was something the band would want to do - putting themselves out firmly against the shit that was going on... well, it was a big step. Not one he was even sure he wanted the band to take, to be honest, even if the others might. These were his best friends, his brothers. Maybe it was better for them to just keep their bloody heads down and wait this all out.
Still, it couldn't hurt to try the song out a little, get it ready, just in case, and he wanted Myron's opinion before he started talking to the others about it. Myron, and then Donaghan and Herman's. It was their necks on the line more than anyone else's, really.