Tears here too. Galore. (I couldn't help thinking during the last few bars of the song, it was a good thing I was not one of those people standing before the stage) The effect undoubtely so considerable for the words that preceded, the post, the two together post and song were staggering.
I love Sister Hazel. I've seen the 2 times in the past 6 months and both times they played this song, and I can clearly remember it. It's kind of humorous how mood can set a song. The 1st time, was one of the worst nights on my life. And this song brought tears, as with many of Kens songs do. I happen to get some bad news at the start of the concert, and well, cried the entire time...however the 2nd time I saw them I was flying high, an emotional high..haha. It was an outdoor concert, and it was a gorgeous afternoon, blue skies and perfect temp. I lied on the ground, and it was as if he were singing to me. Wonderful memories.
Autumn, as you know, my dad passed away a few years ago. We were never as close as I would have liked, but I always valued his advice and he was usually right. This past year has been, well, unlike any other year of my life and I have caught myself, on many occasions, wanting to pick up the phone and call him, but I don't have a line to heaven. My understanding is that Ken's father went into the hospital the night before this performance and that part of what we see in this particular recording is a purity of emotion that is hard to capture on film. Cathartic tears. Sigh.
LotL, I really do believe we see the world as we are and not as it is. Music in particular seems to become something different depending on when we hear it. Still, I'd like to believe there are some universals, which is to say, some songs that are important no matter the circumstance. Maybe some chapters are that way too. ;-)
More special still for your response. When we have known someone well, though they are no longer with us, we hear their voice, know what they might have responded, it is not the same, but it has warmth. Love to you, x
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Tears here too. Galore. (I couldn't help thinking during the last few bars of the song, it was a good thing I was not one of those people standing before the stage) The effect undoubtely so considerable for the words that preceded, the post, the two together post and song were staggering.
I love Sister Hazel. I've seen the 2 times in the past 6 months and both times they played this song, and I can clearly remember it. It's kind of humorous how mood can set a song. The 1st time, was one of the worst nights on my life. And this song brought tears, as with many of Kens songs do. I happen to get some bad news at the start of the concert, and well, cried the entire time...however the 2nd time I saw them I was flying high, an emotional high..haha. It was an outdoor concert, and it was a gorgeous afternoon, blue skies and perfect temp. I lied on the ground, and it was as if he were singing to me. Wonderful memories.
TIGHT HUGS and WARM KISSES
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Autumn, as you know, my dad passed away a few years ago. We were never as close as I would have liked, but I always valued his advice and he was usually right. This past year has been, well, unlike any other year of my life and I have caught myself, on many occasions, wanting to pick up the phone and call him, but I don't have a line to heaven. My understanding is that Ken's father went into the hospital the night before this performance and that part of what we see in this particular recording is a purity of emotion that is hard to capture on film. Cathartic tears. Sigh.
LotL, I really do believe we see the world as we are and not as it is. Music in particular seems to become something different depending on when we hear it. Still, I'd like to believe there are some universals, which is to say, some songs that are important no matter the circumstance. Maybe some chapters are that way too. ;-)
More special still for your response. When we have known someone well, though they are no longer with us, we hear their voice, know what they might have responded, it is not the same, but it has warmth. Love to you, x
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