One day Ms Ginka Karaivanova decided to become my wife and take my surname. I was honoured. This song is dedicated to that moment of decision.
In November 1991, the night that my first son was born in Haarlem, the Netherlands, there were a few of us drinking and celebrating the event, including my and my (now ex-)wife's parents. We were playing songs from a tape-player, and at one moment, instead of pressing the Play, I accidentally pressed the Record button. Five minutes later, I realized there's no music and quickly understood what I did. The next day, of course, a five minutes of very drunk conversation was being captured on the tape. The topic was - my wife's surname. We married in the summer of 1991 and she decided to keep her surname. In this November night, the parents were talking about the shock that they had when they realised, back in the summer, that their daughter will keep the surname.
In our culture this used to be quite strong and unwritten rule - the woman to take man's surname. But I personally didn't mind. As long as we were happy, and if she felt it was right, it was ok.
But it seems we weren't and a few years later we divorced. Many, many year later, I met Ginka, as described in the story here. We decided to get married, and eventually one days she spoke about the surname (I didn't dare to ask). She simply said that she will take my surname.
I remember my feelings - I was honoured and joyous - I really don't know why exactly, but I was elevated. Not many days later after this conversation, this instrumental was born. The moment it started sketching itself, I knew that this is a 'thank you' note regarding the surname.