This song is relatively new, but its sound hearkens back to that which invaded and shaped my developing senses, and gives me a bittersweetness.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
The Bridge
This song floats over my senses like an airy curtain from a past life brushing against my face. Elton sings of a bridge of cold, hard iron, yet in his music I lose sight of iron realities and sense exclusively the past, especially that one day long, long ago when I stayed home sick from school. Driven by a sense I uncovered a huge stack of 45's in a back closet (I lived in a house of abandoned things and we had not yet explored every cranny). I found several of his and I listened. It was so special to me. I have never, ever felt so not alone while being alone. I remember the simplicity of that day as one of my finest.


As a teenager, I had one of his albums: Goodbye Yellow Brick Road. I listened to it over and over.
Neat! The song "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" is one of my favorites.
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