I was in LA in February, went to Forest Lawn twice and drove by North Carolwood twice. The second time was strange, I was on the phone and kind of on autopilot- I typically have absolutely no sense of direction, so I was kind of surprised to realize I drove from the hospital to his former house. It's also not on any GPS so that just rather random.
I wrote the music after feeling like somebody punched me in the stomach, ripped my heart out and stomped on me at the same time- all standing in front of his place. There was so much running through me the second time I was there.
It's my first attempt at any kind of video so far, the idea is his pain and persecution.
Thought I'll share the result.