-Every time I perform "The Star Spangled Banner", generally right around 'rocket's red glare...' I'm a sucker for patriotic music in general, and naturally my own country's even more so.
-There's a certain time somewhere between 9 and 11 minutes into Eric Whitacre's "When David Heard", a song about a father losing his son (which seems to me like a rollercoaster ride through the stages of grief- I can only stand to listen to it a couple times a day max) when the previous prevailing tones of loss and rage and grief are replaced by something almost happy- certainly bittersweet at the least. Every time, I have this image of a man setting aside his loss for a brief moment to remember the good times with tears in his eyes, and my eyes tear up too, and then the whole ordeal gets that much more painful for having enshrined those happy memories and ohmygodgetmeakleenex.
-Now that I think about it, everything I can think of to put on this thread is music.
-There's a certain time somewhere between 9 and 11 minutes into Eric Whitacre's "When David Heard", a song about a father losing his son (which seems to me like a rollercoaster ride through the stages of grief- I can only stand to listen to it a couple times a day max) when the previous prevailing tones of loss and rage and grief are replaced by something almost happy- certainly bittersweet at the least. Every time, I have this image of a man setting aside his loss for a brief moment to remember the good times with tears in his eyes, and my eyes tear up too, and then the whole ordeal gets that much more painful for having enshrined those happy memories and ohmygodgetmeakleenex.
-Now that I think about it, everything I can think of to put on this thread is music.