ON REPEAT: "LOST IN THE WAVES"

If my Beats could talk...they'd say "can we play the next damn song already?"
By Jennifer Anderson (Actor/Singer/Easily fixated)

Crazytown, I get obsessed easily. I fall hard. If it’s a TV show, I watch all the episodes I can find until I finish them all and then start again (I think I’ve seen every “Impractical Jokers” at least 3 times. And Bob’s Burgers? There’s no telling.) If it’s theater, I’ll rush it until I’m out of breath. And if it's music, it plays in my ears on repeat for days. Sometimes weeks.

So, I'm taking this opportunity to turn my obsessive tendencies into something to write about with a series I'll call "On Repeat." This week, we'll discuss Kooman and Dimond's "Lost in the Waves."

I’d heard the song in the past, but was reminded of how absolutely stunning it was when I went to Natalie Weiss Highline Ballroom concert a few weeks ago.

From Natalie Weiss' London concert, earlier this year

There are so many things that make this song repeat-worthy: The cello. The lyrics. The 6/8 time. It all meshes together in beautiful, dramatic glory. Here's Anderson Davis, featured on the album, in a live performance the song:

 

At the edge of the Atlantic,
Can’t bring myself to swim.
I choked back the tears for twenty two years,
Drowning in shadows of him.

The waves etch out a pattern
Long after they’re gone.
The lines that they trace, they quickly erase,
But something’s still lingering on.

Lost in the waves.
I am lost in the waves.
No one but me and the silent black sea;
I am lost in the waves.

A vision in the moonlight:
A family on the beach.
A boy on his own, by the undertow thrown
Far beyond his father’s reach.

He’s caught in a riptide.
A man has to choose.
There’s a race to be won for the life of his son,
But someone has to lose.

Lost in the waves.
He was lost in the waves.
Salt water burns, the tide always turns,
When you’re lost in the waves.

Now I’m the one sinking.
There’s no solid ground.
And I can’t help thinking
I’m the one who has drowned.

Now knee-deep in the water,
I feel my father’s touch.
And though fully grown, I’ve still never known
How to love someone that much.

Lost in the waves.
I am lost in the waves.
No one but me and the silent black sea;
I am lost in the waves.

I am lost in the waves.
I am lost in the waves.

UGH, RIGHT? JUST DAGGERS THROUGH THE HEART.

Join me next week, Crazytown, when my next obsession will hopefully be something that doesn't result in an ugly cry.

JENNIFER ANDERSON is an actor and singer living in Brooklyn. She asks that someone please send her something happier to listen to. www.jenniferjanderson.com
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