The Crown Experience

Today was interesting. A God was revealed among us. Really people, I'm not exaggerating. Trevor Edward Crown is a musical genius, a myriad of talent, a diamond in the rough, a hidden jewel, a weapon of mass destruction, what have you. The instrumental portion of his talent was never a secret, I knew of it all along. The voice, however. Trevor! Your voice! I didn't know it was allowed. Honestly, how is it okay for one person to have every such talent?
Okay, for all those who don't know what I'm talking about, I think I'm okay to stop raving and begin explaining now. Glusac had us do a group project consisting of the writing of songs and choosing of preexisting songs we'd hypothetically use as covers. For extra credit one was encouraged to record five of these songs. Trevor, over-achiever that he is, felt he needed extra credit. And today, this extra credit was unleashed to the world, and the world fell in love. Well, like four people as of now, but the world will follow suit, you'll see.
Now I'm getting serious.
He recorded the song I wrote for the project, a song I felt nothing for. Really, I'm not trying to be modest or fish for compliments or anything, it's just not my best work. I'm fully aware that song writing is not my forte, but Trevor liked it. What can you do, right? Well. Let's just say I started crying when I first heard it, and for a few different reasons.
1.) It's not on a daily basis I get to have something I create come to life, and that's what Trevor did with this song. I wrote it, and although I still doubt its lyrical power, I can hear it. It's real now. So it doesn't even matter, really, that I probably wouldn't have picked it to be recorded, because I have it now. Recorded. Alive. Mine. And Trevor's, too obviously. But mine.
2.) The things he did with it! I gave him straight up lyrics, and he put to it a beautiful melody, another thing I can't really do. So I'm glad he got to that first. AND THE VOICE! Don't get me started.
3.) It wasn't a happy song, really.
But hey! Did I mention the song he wrote!? It's called backward, and shows real lyrical genius. I promise I promise I promise.
He's going to be so mad at me. Trevor! Don't be mad at me! I'm the publicist, you hired me, don't forget!
So really, all of the above just made my day. The realness of something I created, and the bond it strengthened over something truly meaningful. And the great tunes, duh.
Thank you, Trevor. I love you. And you are really such a gem in my life, I'm so glad to have you.