The other night, while I took Rosita for a walk, Brandi Carlile's "The Story" began to play on my headphones.
"The Story" is one of my ex's songs. For years, she loved it and adored it and sang along with it whenever she could. I remember it was one of the songs she wanted me to teach her on the guitar. It's a gorgeous song fleshed with loads of common imagery and Carlile's performance meshes perfectly with the content.
But I don't think it was one of "our songs." It was her song. So of course it sent me deep into the dregs of nostalgic reverie.
We walked down the aisle, just over ten years ago, to Pierce Pettis' "You Move Me."
Our first "date," if you could call it that, was a Pierce Pettis basement show in Delta, BC, back in January or so of 2006. It was only appropriate that we'd walk down the aisle to the song.
And it was appropriate because she did move me for a long time. I'd like to think that our relationship lived up to the ideals that the song promoted. I mean, read it:
But now I'm back on the couch, taking the therapy, heart hanging out. And I guess I'll never get to listen to the song the same again.
Gene Eugene's last songs.
Six great Michael Knott songs.
I still like a little Mike Knott now and then.
I can't add anything to the discussion; too many excellent commentaries have been made about David Bowie since his death a couple weeks ago. "Blackstar" and "Lazarus" are excellent. But the following audio documentary, which covers David Bowie's life between the 1950s-1970s, is really good. I hope they make a similar followup documentary to cover the subsequent decades.
Apart from his Americana lineage, I don't know nuthin' 'bout Justin Townes Earle. But "Burning Pictures" is a pretty awesome song.
Excellent imagery; great storytelling.
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