Wednesday, September 5, 2007


A particular moment I hold dear was in the Piazza San Marco during a trip to Italy with three of my favorite people - my husband, mother and stepfather. We passed an outside cafe where I was so overcome by the sweetest violin music that I could not stop crying. I believe it was the purest moment of joy I have ever experienced. We left without asking the name of the song, but I can still 'feel' it whenever I think of it. I will be forever thankful for the joy of being there at that moment in time. It was as alive as I've ever felt.

John Prine's 'Hello in There' makes me sad and thankful all at the same time. Emmylou's 'Pancho & Lefty', 'Wayfaring Stranger' and 'Green Pastures' also stop me in my tracks. There are many more, but these make my point. There's the music we like and listen to casually - and then there's the music that just rolls over us, demanding all our attention. And I love when it happens unexpectedly - where I just have to stop whatever else I'm doing to pay homage.

Now, thanks to "Britain's Got Talent" I can add Paul Potts to the list. His voice touches something inside me that brings tears to my eyes each time I hear it. And it seems without "Britain's Got Talent" we might never have heard him at all. . . . . so - and I can't believe I'm saying this - thanks, Simon!

If you've somehow missed hearing Paul - here's your chance!


albee (AKA Dawn Tripp) said...

Thanks for your huzzah (on my Faulkner homage) and for your kind words re: my son's homecoming from Iraq. Appreciate it. As for music, I am thinking of a time I reacted to something like that. I was sitting next to a little creek in the Sierra Anchas Wilderness, in my beautiful Arizona. I've only to close my eyes to be back there, and I almost ache for the way I felt in those moments. It nearly broke my heart.

John Eaton said...

Lovely, Dena.

"Had an apartment in the city, me and loretta liked living there."

Paul's on his way, at last,