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It’s a still life watercolour
Of a now-late afternoon
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference, like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
The borders of our lives
And you read your Emily Dickinson
And I my Robert Frost
And we note our place with book markers
That measure what we’ve lost
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm
Couplets out of rhyme
In syncopated time
And the dangled conversation
And the superficial sighs
Are the borders of our lives
Yes, we speak of things that matter
With words that must be said
“Can analysis be worthwhile?”
“Is the theatre really dead?”
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand
You’re a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
In the borders of our lives
The Collected works of Simon and Garfunkel was my very first CD purchase. Let me assure you that all three of those disks saw a great deal of rotation back in the day (1987ish onward). The third disc was my favourite back then, as it was the most ‘modern’ of the trio and “Cecilia” was track number 3 and also one of my favourites.
I like what these intrepid soundcampers brought to the table with some coffee cups, rich harmonies and of course beans to shake all about.
One of the problems they had is that many of them were unfamiliar with the song. And I was like…whaa? How can you not be familiar with Cecilia? Then I was like…daaaamn…I must be getting old. :) Anyways, here is the behind the scenes stuff that led up to the take we see in the first video.
It’s true. I love them. I wish I could have had the means to go see them perform live while they were still together. But, we can make do with the magic of youtube.
Simon and Garfunkel are touring. I date myself, but S&G were the very first album I possessed on CD when they came out. The grizzled double CD case that held not two, but three, CD’s filled with a healthy sample of the delicious goodness that S&G had to offer at the time.
What a heady introduction to music. Although at the time, it did not much to increase my reputation among my peers.
“So, what are you listening to. It had better not be that classical crap!”
The arbourist stating proudly: “Why no, it is Simon and Garfunkel.” Expectant smile…
*groans from my peers*
I’m glad now that I did not follow the musical herd, as most of the songs from the 80’s were utter shite.
So when I heard they were coming to town I immediately bought tickets to the the single show here in Edmonton. Much to my shigrin, Art blew a vocal chord and the concert scheduled for the second of may has been pushed back to July.
*sigh* I just hope they don’t die before they get here.
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