Last night I found back-to-back episodes of CMT Crossroads on Palladia. The first was Randy Travis and the Avett Brothers (which is fabulous if you haven't seen it) and the second was Sting and Vince Gill. I love them both. I've loved Sting since he was in The Police and I was a little girl that didn't understand the lyrics but loved the music. I have followed him throughout his solo career which has taken me to places, musically, that I never would have gone on my own. I love to see him perform and have done so at least four times if not more. I came to Vince Gill in the 90s when country music was forced on me and his music resonated with my rock music soul.
Last night they both talked about melancholy and how they both liked to write music in that world. I have always been drawn to the music of melancholy, and felt I lived my life there for many years. In those years I listened to Sting and Vince Gill and also Smashing Pumpkins which I chiefly associate with melancholy for obvious reasons. They got me through my 20s of intense longing and placed me at the feet of true love and the feeling of being made whole by being loved for being me.
In the conversation piece between songs Vince talked about "Whenever You Come Around" and how it was about Amy Grant. I'm sure it is common knowledge that when he met her they were both married to other people, and Josh commented on that. I replied that I'm sure that it happens often to people in the music profession, that someone comes along that sparks their muse and it can lead them down roads of of quiet longing and in some cases all the way to divorce to the person they are already married to. It lead me to write another solitary paragraph on that topic, and the idea swirled around while they sang that song, and then another. Perhaps these two are the spark for my muse and I need to pull their CDs off the shelf and get lost.
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