Hold Me Now

Hi, there,

Did I promise this song, or did I promise this song? I am so on the ball. Sometimes I promise a song, and then gradually I discard the notion of the song. Not this time. It's been one of those days, when you don't really want to do anything, so I decided to post the song I finished yesterday. The song I promised y'all.

Before I share it with you, I should mention that the ACMs are tomorrow! Are you excited? I'm excited. It should be fantastic, with so many wonderful perfomances and nominees, and just all-around people of a high caliber. It takes place in Las Vegas, and the show will be broadcast on CBS, starting at 8, I believe. If you haven't yet voted for the Top New Artist or Entertainer of the Year categories, I once again encourage you to do so, at www.voteacm.com. Do it.

Songs which have struck my earlobes in the past nine days since I've posted last include "Mr. Mom," by Lonestar (you might be familiar with an '80s movie by the same name, but I hated that movie), "Suds in the Bucket," by Sara Evans, and Justin Moore's "Backwoods." They're all really nice songs, and will probably always conjure up images of spring, and me dancing to them, singing along at the top of my lungs, in an empty room. Fun times, I wouldn't trade them for gold.

I think that's virtually the extent of my country music updates. Next time I post, you can be assured that I will do my patented and critically-acclaimed annual run-down of the performances and winners of the ACMs, as I have been doing since the inception of this website. Looking forward to it. You should be, too.

As for today's song, "Hold Me Now," I don't think it's based on anything. I certainly see it as the sexiest song I've ever written. And you'll know what I mean when you read it yourself. Sexy, sexy, sexy...

Hold Me Now

Hey, baby, you know what I've been thinking
we should lie in bed and let the telephone ring
why should we listen to what others say
we'll stay together and waste away the day
'cause it's been forever since we've done so
and I'm looking forward to just being alone
with you

CHORUS:
stay with me, don't make a sound
just hold me now
so I can find so many ways to tell you that I love you
reassure me, let me know you'll be around
and hold me now

somethin' 'bout me holdin' you just feels right
boy, doesn't it feel good to let everything slide
turn off your cell phone and turn off the lights
today let's spend all our time living in the night
tomorrow we'll rejoin the human race
for now, let me see my reflection in your face

CHORUS:
stay with me, don't make a sound
just hold me now
so I can find so many ways to tell you that I love you
reassure me, let me know you'll be around
and hold me now

BRIDGE:
we've never really had it easy
but, baby, thata's no excuse
for you to let go of me
and for me to let go of you

CHORUS:
so stay with me, don't make a sound
just hold me now
and I can find so many ways to tell you that I love you
reassure me, let me know you'll be around
and hold me now
baby, stay with me, don't make a sound
reassure me, let me know you'll be around
and baby, hold me now...hold me now

hey, baby, you know what I've been thinking
we should lie in bed and let the telephone ring...

If you think I've used the word "baby" too many times in this song, I suggest you purchase some Keith Urban albums, and you'll see he uses the word "baby" like normal people use salt. And you'll also notice, that I rarely ever use the word "baby" in other songs, because I used to think it breeds insincerity, but somethin' 'bout the use of the word in this song just felt right.

If you're familiar with the song by the same name by Johnny Logan (which I think only someone as weird as I am is), then you'll see that songs with the same title can be about highly different things. By the way, I absolutely love that song by Johnny Logan; it's so incredibly powerful and touching and sad and moving and it gives me the chills.

I usually tell you a little about the song before I post the song itself, but to be honest with you, I kind of forgot about that, so I'll do it now. There's nothing to say about the origin of the song. Except, that is, about the bridge. One day over the Christmas holiday, I woke up with the bridge just flowing from my lips, and I had to write it down, because it rhymed and everything. Seriously, how many times is that going to happen, that a fully-formed and rhyming bridge/part of a song is going to come out of your mouth completely at random, and especially as you're in that half-asleep stupor? Not often, let me tell you. So I'm glad I was able to recall it and implement it here.

Please let me know what you think, everything you have to say is welcomed with open arms. I may not listen to the criticism, but I'll read it and mentally defend my song from your words. And I don't mind, because I just like the thought that someone, somewhere is actually reading what I've produced.

Much love, and thank you for the musik!

NBK

p.s. The Eastern Conference semifinal series between the Devils and the Filthydelphia Cryers (uh, the Philadelphia Flyers, that is) is tied at 1 game apiece, and is both explosive and nerve-wracking. I don't think I'll be able to take it if the Devils lose this one, and I don't think I'll be able to write as good a song about a first-round exit (heaven forbid) this year as I did last year at the time. (You get bonus points (a) if you have read all the way down to the p.s. in this post, and (b) if you know what song I'm talking about.)