This time of year often makes me think of my friend's visits from abroad. I have a friend who now lives and works in Switzerland. Over the past several years he has made it a point t to return to his college stomping grounds where I live to visit family and friends. He is as music obsessed as I and have introduced each other to many bands. He's well liked by my children and held in fascinating regard for his multi-lingual and multi-cultural assets. Maybe one day my kids will grow up to like his musical tastes as much as I do. (Currently my kids are not into french black metal and swiss industrial metal) He's been my wingman for last minute shopping and we enjoy American breakfasts (something he misses that I take for granted) while listening to his domestic musical purchases. This is among my favorite CDs he has introduced me to. #sorordolorosa is a gothy post-punk experience that any fans of that style would love. Deep baritone vocals and prominent bass guitar lines over a wonderfully produced album. It suprised me a little when he played it for me, never thought he was into this kind of thing but I'm always reminded of him and our heart to heart conversations covering love, life, dialects and cheese. He didn't make it to our part of the world this year (I believe he visited friends in Finland) he was missed. Our oldest asked if he was coming to our house and was bummed when he found out he wasn't. I played this album today and pondered how music can be an ingredient to the bonds that keep us in touch. I made the boys mix CDs of music they like for xmas this year, I put a track off this album and told my oldest it was a "Mr. Dan song". I stood in the kitchen and listened to the ceiling as he played it in his room overhead. I marveled at the impression that's been made and hope that the company I keep keeps making positive role models for my children. And I hope they grow up to like french black metal as much as he and I do.
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