Magnetfisch
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7/3/2007 4:06:14 PM
You were almost gone
Once again, our singer Seline finds the right words during a rehearsal (as usual she takes her notes while listening to guitars and keyboards). Once again, events have given the song a personal, particular note, though.
“you were almost gone
you were on the run”
In our previous post, I mentioned how the song “brain departure” got a new meaning when my father was diagnosed with brain tumor more than two years ago. I would never have thought of this when I made this play of words at Zurich’s main station. Similarly, while reading BBC journalist Ivan Noble's touching and admirable diary (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/2496085.stm), I would never have imagined that this disease would strike my family one day. Back then, all this seemed so distant, so improbable.
“my body on the left
my soul on the right”
He is gone now. Inconceivable. This seems as unbelievable as it was before. Almost virtual, surreal. Although we had learned to cope with it, preparing to say goodbye definitely.
During our gig in May, I knew that a friend of mine in the audience had lost her father a few days before. Onstage, I’m sure this made us play our music with decupled intensity. Music is such a powerful, consolatory answer to this saddening aspect of our human condition: saying goodbye to loved ones. “Requiem” by Gabriel Fauré, “Politik” by Coldplay, “Plainsong” by The Cure, "Panis Angelicus" by César Franck, “Luna Park” by White Rose Movement, “Poetry Boy” by Kind of Girl, “l’aventure des plantes” by Joël Fajerman,…
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