Good song for a blog, eh?
“I wasn’t there that morning when my father passed away.” For me, this is the most haunting line in a song of haunting images. Also for me, the words are true. I was about 10 hours away when my dad’s heart stopped without warning. He was getting some clothes together for my mother who was in a hospital two hours away preparing for her first chemotherapy treatment. Her cancer was likewise sudden and she was getting her treatment as an inpatient since it was to be quite taxing. He went to the emergency room with chest pains and did not make it all the way in the door. One of my friends from high school was a nurse on duty and called to tell me what had happened. I then had to call my mother to explain to her that she could not start her treatment. She needed to attend a funeral instead.
This song brings all of that back to me and more. The pain, ambivalence, and eventual resolution of that season 25 years ago center me in a way that few other experiences ever have. Staying in theme, I’d like to believe my children are the better for it. May whatever feelings this art brings up in you work toward better focus on what you are here to do.
Reaching back a bit for this one. I think we all have had times like this…
Ok, this one combines one of my childhood preoccupations – Spider Man and one of my favorite bands – Switchfoot. Wouldn’t it be great to go webslinging now and then?
The story behind this insanely popular song is a real conversation between the song writer and a drug addicted teen in a youth center. Reminds me of my days in residential treatment as a counselor.
On a Switchfoot jag, here’s an appropriate song to follow up David’s cool post about Sally Satel’s article on the dealing with the past in counseling.
Well, I have decided, after listening to Switchfoot’s new CD, Oh Gravity!, the band is the official rock band of this blog. Here is a YouTube user made video of the song, Dirty Second Hands. Musically it is one of my favorites from the CD but lyrically, it is a bit harder to grasp. Gladly, Jon Foreman provides his thumbnail program to the meaning behind the tunes.
It was a musical Christmas around our place with lots of new music trading hands. Along with Switchfoot, Relient K, and Stellar Kart, Coldplay was prominent in the CD player with haunting melodies and mostly obscure lyrics. Most of the tunes are like Rorschach blots for listeners and some hear hope and some melancholy. I prefer to take this one literally.
I have always liked Mark Lowery as a humorist and a singer, even though Southern Gospel is not really my thing. Vocally, this song is fun to do, but a challenge to one’s range.