It's occurred to me that I should have perhaps written about what the book element of 'All my Ghosts' sooner, but here we are. That element already exists in the form of the Foreword, but unless you have the book you're not going to see it. Let me help you...
This is the essentials of what you need to know, and should you buy the book and album, the rest for you to make of what you will.
The album to accompany the book contains 9 songs, the lyrics for each of which are printed within its pages. Such is the ambiguity of lyrics and what each song may mean, I thought it not for me to take that away from someone. In place then, for each song there is a corresponding short story.
Whether lyric or prose everything is from the heart. The majority of it tripped out of my head onto paper with few backward glances or amends, but as easily as it flowed it has not been without difficulty. Anyone who has taken the time to write anything creatively will be aware of the emotional strain it can have, not least if you hit on some brutal honesty that you didn’t know was coming.
Everything within the pages spans love, loss, hope, happiness, hurt, nostalgia and the general reflections and contemplations we all have in our quiet moments. Everything within these pages spans between truth, fiction, memory and false memory - a blended imperceptible narrative, a story. I think it may be a seeking for some kind of redemption, from what I can’t be sure. Let it mean what it means to you.
I was going to go down some philosophical route about time not being linear, that linear time is only a human construct, designed to control the masses from the point they check into the world to the time they check out. Whereas for each individual, time is a blend of past, present and future, each having an influence over the other to build on our daily narrative - our own story. This is what I have come to believe. Whether you agree, I leave that conundrum to you.
With love
Spencer – the dead poet