I haven’t said much about that yet. But music is a critical piece—of my life—at least. I cannot live without it. And when I am deprived of music, I suffer immeasurably. And so let it be known, that I never travel without the presence of music in my ear. Everything that I have done, everything I have reported here, has been composed while under the presence of music. Sometimes the noise in the atmosphere forces me to lower the volume of what I hear—it is an automatic process—since I must hear other things, as well, in addition to what I enjoy listening to. But eventually the music rises again, and is, once again, clear.
Having said that, I thought it would be nice to share the titles of a few of the pieces I enjoy the most, and their role in my role as reporter.
I know I already mentioned The Temptations, but I reserve them for special occasions, usually, and don’t listen to them as frequently as I do, the pieces below. Also, since time is of critical importance here, I cannot list all that I listen to, only a mere sample.
Perhaps the most critical piece is the one I listened to over the course of 72 hours, beginning with the moment I left home (for I never leave home without first plugging in) on that fateful day, Thursday, May 6, 2010.
— Sing The Sorrow —
Artist – A.F.I.
Miseria Cantare — The Beginning (2:57)
The Leaving Song Pt. 2 (3:31)
… But Home in Nowhere (15:07)
… But Home in Nowhere is the song that carried me through those 72 hours, where I witnessed the Hand of Tragedy, fold a troubled land into her palm, and gave it a moment of respite, perhaps, for the things that had yet to come.