When you put it like that JYImag it does sound like a takeover! Nationality is a real burden i think, Ive never felt comfortable with it...all this 19th century obsession with borders and belonging. i like that nomadic idea of slipping over the borders!!!
Anyway,having said that,yesterday we were down on the atlantic seaboard,facing America(!),waves crashing,listening to music wailing out over them. Did you hear it? It was a music festival in Miltown Malbray,going from pub to foreshore listening to groups of musicians. Zoom in to this old man who stood at the door,took his cap off and put it in his tweed jacket pocket before entering the pub,something reverential like entering a church. Its like stepping back in time,that mannerly behaviour. It gets me every time I see that kind of thing,like when Goren is mannerly. Does that get you too?
Anyway one musician starts playing. the pub is very noisy,no one listening. then another musician joins in,then another,the session builds up.It creeps upon you unaware,this sound,the hush,til everyone is listening. Its like having a pressure on your ears under water.Then the sound trails off and everyone wonders what it is that passed that way. magical.
Anyway,having said that,yesterday we were down on the atlantic seaboard,facing America(!),waves crashing,listening to music wailing out over them. Did you hear it? It was a music festival in Miltown Malbray,going from pub to foreshore listening to groups of musicians. Zoom in to this old man who stood at the door,took his cap off and put it in his tweed jacket pocket before entering the pub,something reverential like entering a church. Its like stepping back in time,that mannerly behaviour. It gets me every time I see that kind of thing,like when Goren is mannerly. Does that get you too?
Anyway one musician starts playing. the pub is very noisy,no one listening. then another musician joins in,then another,the session builds up.It creeps upon you unaware,this sound,the hush,til everyone is listening. Its like having a pressure on your ears under water.Then the sound trails off and everyone wonders what it is that passed that way. magical.
You're a lyric poet, Flatpack. I was just reading Keats earlier today (in my search for pastoral calm). I can relate to feelings evoked by music and people, especially the very old and the very young. I've arrived at a very hormonal point in my life and my moods are like your music festival. I fought the swings for a while but now I'm embracing my multiple personalities and the rush of emotions and memories and I'm writing everything I can down. I've been journaling since I was 16 years old and except for a few years that I burned thinking the bad memories would go up with them, I can relive the good and the bad from the last 30 years. My newest work is mostly my earliest memories. I don't know if it is the hormones or if God is giving me a brief clarity on the way to The Change, but I can remember more of 1964 than I can of 2004. That's when you sent us those lovely, long-haired boys from Liverpool and I worried for my 2 teenage sisters' sanity. I don't know why this British TV Invasion bothers me so. There are a few Americans playing English: Johnny Depp, Gwenyth Paltrow, Reese Witherspoon and Renee Zellweger--see I've calmed myself down. And the Law & Orders are all American (except for evil Nicole).
So forgive me if I seemed to be picking on the Queen's subjects this week; next week I could be ranting about Thai restaurants or race car drivers. This foray into temporary (I hope) insanity is really kind of fun now that I'm treating it like a roller coaster ride and just enjoying the scenery.
PS Couldn't hear the music--I just got a TURNTABLE and I've been spinning vinyl for days! I have my parents and my sisters and my albums to go through so I've listened to everything from Prez Prado to the Pointer Sisters. It's really helping with my memoirs.
