Maple Dye, "Scooter Boy"
Maple Dye · Scooter Boy The name of this song comes from the time when I was composing it. I was taking a walk while playing with it in my head, when I saw this scene: a kid was running around with his scooter in a parking lot, when suddenly his father came and started scolding him. I can always be wrong, but the parking lot was vacant, it was an odd hour with zero activity, the kid wasn't doing anything crazy, and the way it all happened gave me instantly the impression that there wasn't any real risk there, that the father was just crushing the kid's happiness in order to give himself a power trip (and the kid noticed that too). Since that day, the melancholy of the song has always been associated for me to the condition of children, great in so many ways, but also bonded to the horrible servitude of being all the time at the mercy of an adult; if there's a truth we can all agree upon, is that nobody chooses their parents... The sonority of the background guitar ri