My musical elevator never really went to the top, for the most part I’m not entitled to an opinion about anything that happened musically after – well, – ever, really.
But sometimes a particular song so perfectly encapsulates something you’re going through at a particular moment, describing if rarely solving a problem you’re struggling with, to the point where that song just sort of becomes a part of your life’s soundtrack from then on. This one popped up on my playlist this afternoon while I was kneading bread. It originally appeared in my life fifteen years ago during a bad time, when my daughter was in her late teens and – god help her – I was the only somewhat constructive adult in her life. But at the time I had problems of my own and could only do the best I could. Which, arguably, wasn’t very good.
Mixed and tortured metaphors aside, I love this song. For the way it pins my sins to a board, I hate this song.
To me that was always just a typically pretty EmmyLou song. But viewed (well, listened to) through the lens of your described life experience, it becomes far more compelling.
Joel, we all do the best we can with our children. Things have a way of coming back o haunt us at times. The children seem to do well In spite of our input or lack of it. Beautiful song.
🙂