A pianist who casually started playing on a piano outside Forsyth Music Shop on Deansgate, Manchester earlier this month. It’s not clear whether he’s busking for money, or just having a jam, but he wows passers-by with an incredible medley of tunes ranging from rave classic Insomnia by Faithless to Dr. Dre’s g-funk banger Still D.R.E.
Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you
Is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’
Or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’
Rap, the one music style I never liked and never listened too, today I took my time and listened to the rapper Eminem for the first time. I am not too old to be open-minded; art comes in many forms and ways, some of them I might not understand.
Last year around this time I was moping around. I missed my best friend, reminisced about her and the good times we had. I thought about other good friends I had lost and all the ones we had left behind when we moved out of state.
I wanted to reach out to the city and the people. I was ready for a girl’s night out, or just some female companionship. I wanted to meet people other than neighbors and people we work for -or with.
Yippie…all the neighbor kids are back in school. I have my workroom back and I returned to my normal routine -I hear silence and love it.
The kids and I made it through the summer torturing each other. They forced me to watch The Gilmore Girls, and I made them listen to books that I thought they needed to know. To Kill a Mockingbird was one of them and they loved it.
I remember it well
So young and in love
cooking in the kitchen
Listening to music
The school is out, and some of the neighbor kids are back in my workroom. Like every year, they babysit me during the day and make sure I stay out of trouble until my husband comes home. That’s the official version, and they stick to it.
Many years ago I lost a good friend, she was older than me, and I was fortunate enough to be with her almost to the end. We had many talks, and she was generous enough to share her life experience with me. “Don’t ever look back with regret,” she said, and I am not so sure I understood it right then and there.
First, it was the silence of the night, that I feared, too often it was interrupted by yelling and screaming when my drunk parents started to fight.
Diane, over at “Ladies who Lunch reviews, etc.” had the nerve to tag me for the A-Song-A-Day-Challenge. My husband laughed out loud when I told him about it. “You are going to lose a few followers,” he said, and I just nodded.