I came across you steaming with the saucepans
I saw the recipe's ingredients were in your eyes,
smoke from the stove wove patterns through our twining hands,
rose and rambling, lost itself in skies
All our days gone, wish that you'd been here...We kissed across the range, and then we joined the flow
were melted with the butters and the peas,
were sifted with the flours, ran laughing with the beans,
hand in hand, we sailed the kitchen seas
All our years gone, still you don't appear...I can still call the illusion
what once was near is now so far
now all around us is confusion,
there we were, now here we are...Vegetables danced softly in the bubbling clear
onions wept and sniffled in the steam
flames danced a muted rhythm underneath the world,
the eggs remained unbroken in the dream
All our lives gone, soon we won't be here...I wrote Kitchen Story back at college about 35 years ago. This is the first time I tried to record it, ever, unlike some of my other numbers that I've recorded over and over and still can't get happy with. This isn't perfect but it's not too bad. The vocal harmonies on it came out nice and that's an avenue I may pursue. I recorded the track alone on my PC using Mixcraft, and then was fortunate enough to secure the services of the multi-talented Erik VanLandingham who mixed and mastered it. It can be heard on my Bill Kruse page on ReverbNation
© Bill Kruse