Cool, so I'll sing a few songs now
from the compilation I mentioned, Silently Loud.
And I got a chance to record these with a great producer
up in Minneapolis.
Full band, we had a bunch of instrumentalists,
we were in an awesome studio, so the thing sounds great.
I have a few copies on CD.
Nobody really has a way to play a CD anymore even
but they're kind of quaint, a satisfying shiny circle.
But this is also available on Spotify and iTunes
and everything.
Silently Loud, it's called.
And this is called, "Being On My Trampoline."
I wrote this with a writer named Christopher,
and he's autistic and also blind.
And interesting to realize how much songwriting
tends to privilege sight.
We talk about, oh, there's great imagery in that song
and we're always referring to visual imagery,
but it was cool to put this song together,
really focusing on sound instead of sight.
And it also just absolutely slaps.
It's called "Being On My Trampoline."
So it's a little kinetic, kinesthetic to you.
(SINGING) Just staying on the ground
It's all right
But I've been doing it every day and every night
In the air
Is where I'm going
When I hear the trampoline go boing, boing, boing
Trampoline
Don't you understand what I mean
I'm just a human being
Jumping on my trampoline
Up in the air
Is where I belong
I hear the trampoline play a jumping song
That's the song I hear it sing
When I move my feet to the spring, spring, spring,
I spring on my trampoline
Don't you understand what I mean
I'm just a human being
Jumping on my trampoline
And now I'm flying
Through the sky
I touch the little birds
As they pass me by
This is where I reach my peak
When I hear the trampoline giving a squeak, squeak, squeak
Giving a squeak on a trampoline
Don't you understand what I mean
I'm just a human being
Jumping on my trampoline
Don't you understand what I mean
I'm just a human being
Jumping, jumping on my trampoline
[APPLAUSE]