This week's Poetry Thursday prompt is to write about a song or music that inspired you...Although I am a dancer and love music, it's always been more about the beat than the words for me. Then I remember the day my brother and I were going through my parents' LPs and threw on Pink Floyd. I remember thinking "what kind of stuff were my parents ON?" and looking at my brother in mock horrror. In the days of early 90s music, Pink Floyd was an amazing discovery for me...The way the songs bleed into one another...The metaphors that grab you, like the dark side of the moon...The guitar chords that reached deep into me.' In highschool, Pink Floyd became our unofficial mascots - we all sort of spontaneously rediscovered their albums, and they played in the background in the dimly lit basements of our parents' houses at house parties.
The other album which has stuck with me from those days is Harmonium - it's a classic Quebecois folksy kind of band.
Then there was the time when we had our graduation party at someone's parents' barn. It was probably the last time all of us were together as a group. My boyfriend and I had stolen to the loft for a 'moment' and when we came back, I remember my friends sitting around a makeshift table, playing poker, slightly drunk and Dominique singing "ne pleure pas" over and over again in the most monotonous voice. Can't remember who the singer was. All that's stuck in my head is the droning of Dom's voice as he threw down another card, looking as though he was about to cry any minute himself.
Now if only I could turn these thoughts into a poem! Maybe the other great PT writers will inspire me, as they do every week :)
Ceebie
2 comments:
I discovered Floyd in high school in the 80's. Seems to be a high school thing. I first heard it when my best friend put it on and said she wanted "The Wall" album played at her funeral. Yeah, it was that sort of music.
Thanks so much for your comforting comments on my dog. Waiting for our Tuesday appointment. Lots of good stuff here to write about :) I was too worried to be inspired this week.
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