I might be wrong and forgive me if you think this is unfair but as far as I know I've got only one friend (I hang out with, who comes to visit me in my apt, who knows a lot about my life, etc) who genuinely likes my music, talks to me about it, wants to know about it, tries to talk other people into listening to my music, shows excitement about it.
His name is Luciano. We've been friends for many many years and we have seen each other more often lately which is wonderful because he's such a cool guy with great sense of humor and has always something to talk about, to discuss. It's just great when he's around. It's that kind of thing: you feel better about yourself because a guy like him is your friend.
I've been thinking about making a song and title it after him or dedicate it to him and it's happened now. Not a song: an album.
Even though we've known each other for years, only recently I've found out he's got, like me, a second name. He mocks me because I've got a second name and now I can do the same to him :) But I must admit his second name (Magno) beats mine (Antonio). His means "GREAT" and it was used by kings (Magnus). Mine is... just a second name (but I've googled it and it means "of inestimable worth, value").
I've asked him what he'd call an album if he had the chance or what title he'd choose if a song was dedicated to him. He gave me "weakness, anxiety and truth" and confessed "anxiety" is actually HIS second name.
Well... it's the price one pays for being special.
We are all somehow fucked up.
Lu, you're not alone.
This one is for you.