The nearer the destination, the more you’re slip slidin’ away
A friend and neighbor makes a holiday CD every year. She spends a month really thinking about it; she’s a musician. Every year they have a theme and this year it is a compilation of Paul Simon songs. I was listening to it on the way to bring Tin to school this morning and was floored by his lyrics – “the nearer the destination the more you’re slip slidin’ away.”
As I drove, Late in the Evening came on and I was singing away and Tin said, “More.” He particularly liked the part where I belted out, “It was late in the evening, and I blew that room away” as I played air guitar. Simon wrote that song based on a dream sequence he had had as a teenager with a vision to become a rock star. Imagine that, he did become one. Well pop star, rock star, something like that.
The gift of music is possibly the best of all. I passed a guy in a truck drumming his steering wheel and getting down and I looked at the people of New Orleans beginning their Friday and thought, yep, New Orleans is my drug, and music is truth.
Today at Waldorf, The Good Earth Singers are inviting us all to SING together with 15 million people around the world, at the same time, the same song, Ise Oluwa (“That which the creator has made can never be destroyed”), from the Yoruba Tribe in Ghana. Awesomeness.