And something happened over the last few weeks. I started hearing music differently, more clearly. It is strange that even after so many years of honing my hearing and love of music that it could kick onto a higher plateau.
So when Jame Taylor came on singing "That Lonesome Road" and filled the house on an clear crisp Oaxacan morning, a perfect moment.
Yes, James' version is gorgeous, but I have to include this one from The Dixie Chicks, who are heroes of mine and favorites, too. There is a moment in the middle when Natalie sings solo that is so powerful when you realize what they will go through.
Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself-------
Don't turn your head back over your shoulder
And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon
Is shining high above the trees
If I had stopped to listen once or twice
If I had closed my mouth and opened my eyes
If I had cooled my head and warmed my heart
I'd not be on this road tonight
Carry on
Incidentally, I have two new tunes up on Jango, "Dervish" and "Between the Lines."
1 comment:
Thanks for turning me on to those sweet harmonies (man, those gals can sing). And thinking of Oaxaca what it has also gone through since then. My only visit there was the New Year's week about ten years ago, before the real turn to violence (and what I hear was a major change to the zocalo). The city's beauty and the peoples gentle graciousness made me put it on the list for a return, but the political strife has since pushed it way down in priority. May the people get some better times now, and I'll keep watching for when I should return, via your wonderful blog.
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