SoaringIcarus Posted December 17, 2002 Report Posted December 17, 2002 It's one of the most uplifting songs I know. His voiced reached up the scale, Sounding like a million bucks... I heard it now, on my bi-weekly solo sing-a-long to rehearsal. It's winter and the trees are complexly barren Like last Thanksgiving we spent at my grandmother's. We always spent the night in her wooden guest bedroom, With it's wooden shades that car lights could spill through, across the closet, above the dresser, and fading into shadow, before it reached my pillow. It would never go past my pillow. My brother and sister would sleep just under that window, with their own headphones, whispering important words to semi-conscious minds. I slept above a folder of all the music I owned, although this was always the only CD that accompanied the melting lights across this wall. Lying there, never really asleep with music my siblings scoffed at. The room wouldn't have been the same without it. Year after year with the same white lace blanket, on the same rickety bed-spread, somber tunes filled the thick air with the same contented isolation. The sad tunes after pumpkin pie and rum, and just before biting wind from toothy trees (and an old car-freshener), were that room. The wind still nips in Richmond, and the light from the wooden shades will never go past that pillow. That room only exists now in the CD, in this voice rhapsodizing over the piano, rhapsodizing over the room. The atmosphere. Thick, dusty, occupied, and content. The music reminds me. The season reminds me. It was about a year ago that my grandmother passed away. Edited by: SoaringIcarus at: 12/16/02 8:53:08 pm
Peredhil Posted May 30, 2003 Report Posted May 30, 2003 What a wonderful tribute to the memories of Grandmother. To me, it's the willingness to cherish memories like these, and take a moment to revisit them (such as when triggered by a voice or song, a smell or feeling), which keeps people alive after they're gone. If memories of survivors are a type of life after death, this encourages me to make the extra effort to ensure there are some good ones of me...
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