To
break the pressure, I read poetry, the Bible, a mystery novel or two. I find a
refuge over at The High Calling, and I go looking for beauty at TweetspeakPoetry.
And
then I stumble on something like this, music I first heard in December 1972
when I saw the then-newly released movie Deliverance.
I was a senior in college, recuperating from fairly serious surgery, and back
at school during the break, to make up several incompletes in courses because
of my surgery. One night, my former girlfriend called (we had broken up some
time before), and she said “Let’s go see a movie, for old time’s sake.” So we
did.
I
got to pick the movie. There was nothing Freudian about the title. I think. But
we saw it, and then had a soda afterward, and agreed that we should stay “broken
up.”
But
I loved the music of the movie. And I never thought that one day I would see
three young brothers play it.
4 comments:
WOW those guys were good. And they all looked like brothers. What a musical family.
I knew James Dickey through a friend of mine who became poet laureate of Georgia, well, for a spell.
I never saw Deliverance [I know the story] -- but I know that the sound of that music brings "memories" to the minds of folks who did. My husband always makes cracks about it.
Those boys are just adorable.
Wow. That's all. just WOW. (And thanks, too.)
saturday reads good
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