(Kissed by) The Purple Sun. The story of the song...(video below)
This is possibly the song that is or was playing when you visited the site in the first place unless it was via a mobile device perhaps.
So this was a song was born of a poem i wrote on a flight home from the Alps during the winter sometime in the mid 1990's. I can remember the view from the window of a sunset as we crossed the sky on the journey home, but i can't exactly remember where the journey was on the way home from.
More often than not we would make most of our European journeys via car or can and cover the distance within a 20 or so hour period depending on which part of the Alps we were travelling to. However on occasion we would make the journey by air, either because we may have been travelling solo or perhaps for a specific event for which air travel may have been provided or simply it was easier to make the journey if it was a tight window of opportunity to make the journey if we didn't have much time to spare.
It was most likely during one of my last two seasons (ski) racing as i wasn't racing so much those seasons and had had quite a bad ankle injury in my last but one season which meant i would fly out to meet my team mates, and in particular Gareth who's car i would often share for transport. I think i was flying back from Switzerland as i recall and it may actually have been during my last season.
A fellow British competitor, friend and teammate Kirsten, had passed away earlier that season having crashed during one of the training runs for a downhill race in Zauchensee in Austria. Downhill is the speed discipline where the athletes fly over jumps and often travel at speeds in excess of 80 miles per hour as they hurtle down the mountain picking the fastest line for the fastest time.
It is the most dangerous of the disciplines and on occasion would take someone from us as a consequence, Kirsten, sadly, was one of those who didn't make it.
It affected a lot of us greatly and I'm sure it was definitely a contributing factor to some of us on the British racing scene deciding to retire from the sport that year. Not because of the danger so much, but more that it put things in perspective, as these things can do, and certainly for myself it made me weigh up what i was doing and what i wanted to do.
I'd had a good run of International ski racing, had had a significant amount of success at the level at which i had attained and throughout, and realistically it would potentially be another 5 years worth of work and commitment to make it in the next level or top of , and added to that were always the difficulties in maintaining sponsors, finding new ones, and working o get the financial resources together to be able to continue to train and compete at that level anyway.
I wasn't from a particularly wealthy background and so it meant any time off the slopes was spent getting the cash together to be able to afford to do it whilst many of my friends at home were partying and having a good time. Plus by now i'd been playing guitar for a little while and writing songs and playing in a band back home.
I did well enough that season relatively and won my last race, the Scottish Slalom Champs, an all-comers international race in Fort William, Scotland, and decided that was a good note to end on. My music then took over.
The lyrics are certainly reminiscent of that time period for me and I think reflect my mood at the time. I'd also started exploring the more spiritual elements of my life, no doubt as a consequence of the events earlier that season, and that also played a big part in my decision to leave the ski racing world.
I can't remember exactly when i wrote the music for the song but likely within a couple of years of then. As often happens with my writing style i will already have words scribed and when i would come up with an interesting riff or pattern on the guitar i would put the two together, often synchronistically, and a / the song would be born. This was one such song.
I didn't put this video together with the song until last year (2016) when i came across some footage a good friend of mine Jesse had filmed and I asked if i could put it to my music. He'd actually shown me the footage sometime prior but i'd kind of forgotten about it a little bit to be honest, but anyway.
I think it works well, and whilst the footage is of the Welsh mountains and Snowdonia rather than the Swiss Alps above which the lyrics were written, it does reflect that environment to some extent, and certainly emphasises our beautiful landscapes, and the longing within the song to want to come home. And who wouldn't.
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy.
Film footage courtesy of a good friend of mine, Jesse Wilkinson (who was also an ex ski racing / Welsh Ski Team compadre from those times, who now films for wildlife programs for the BBC). The song also features Dominic Grzeskowiak on the keyboards. Vocals & Guitar were recorded with Spanish Tony in Manchester in 2009, Keys were added later in post-production.
Kissed by the purple sun
The peaks of desire are all one / won
We're on our way home
Leave me i'm burning inside
We all share your pain, and we cry
So what if you have to be alone
To go it alone
Is to know to be shown
To come to and fro
Between our minds so
We can all see
The way it's meant to be
And let the sun come up again tonight
And everything will be out of sight
You know how i want to be in your arms