The songs I've offered up over the last few days shook me by the shoulders and handed me this piece as my last choice. I realized mid-week that the songs I've chosen, and the majority of songs throughout history either celebrate our connection with each other, long...
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Luretta Bybee
Richard Wagner: Die Frist ist um
I couldn't submit five choices without choosing one piece operatic. Ok, it's a bit long but it's Richard Wagner, the early years when he was still in his 'bel canto' period. And baby, could he ever write a melody and throw some rockin' orchestration at it. The...
Jacques Brel: Ne me quitte pas
Am I sentimental or does this define the agony of break up and the anguish at trying to hold on to a relationship after it's over? I stood transfixed in the fourth floor walk up of an African actor's sparse Paris apartment one morning as I saw this for the first time...
Johannes Brahms: Dein blaues Augen
Straight to the skinny on this song: It comforts me and allows me to open old wounds so they can heal. It reminds me why I love and it shows me again and again how much I am loved. Groth’s words teach me to love better and they tell me what a privilege it is to be the...
Willie Nelson: Living in the Promiseland
My mother, Helen Joyce drove an eggshell Cadillac until she couldn't drive any more, and the sprawl of West Texas required she spend lots of time in her car. She and I agreed on all things "Willie" and we differed on most things political, but when his cd in her Caddy...