Escape the relentless horrors of the news business this evening for a space, and enjoy three songs seemingly intermingled together in time. Or at least the following particular-appointed music is shaped as in a clock’s second-nad motion, creating a breaking away from America-and-or-world that’s roasting like full-festered foil in the nowadays. I know this lede doesn’t make a shit bit of sense — but according to the right now, it really doesn’t need to, know what I mean?
First, there’s “Shine” and the promise of what I’ll find:
Love is in the water
Love is in the air
Show me where to look
Tell me, will love be there?
Will love be there?
Next, emotions are framed by the wondrous always/forever Annie Lennox, and the acoustic, “Here Comes The Rain Again” despite the illusion of sunshine and clear skies:
Here it comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
(Here it comes again, here it comes again, oh-ah)
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
Want dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you?
Finally, it’s all a “What’s Up” cover and our ‘destination‘ from the shitstorm involved with being alive right now:
25 years and my life is still
Tryin’ to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
And a good night.
Music and mystery, or not, yet here we are once again…
(Illustration out front: ‘Shelter in the Storm,” found here.)