Topic: Have You Ever Cried During Someone's Performance Of A Song?
I have.
Maybe it's just my feminine side coming out (yuk-yuk), but when I hear someone's performance of a particular song, sometimes it touches me so deeply the only way I can express it is with tears.
Before I name them, I'll need to let you know these are not the originals, but just folks with whom I have come in contact, whether in a bar, small congregation (yup, sometimes "She Who Must Be Obeyed" manages to drag me to church), a campfire, and sometimes just in my face.
1. A street musician singing "Give Peace A Chance"......... he had the whole street crowd singing with him by the time he segued into "Hey Jude", and I wasn't the only one bawlin' either! He must have made quite a haul that day, that ol' Busk-ard.
2. Another street musician who later became a friend and married a friend of mine. This happened in Moenchengladbach, Germany during the time (1990) when I worked for USAir during my "single days" (Dondra and I are remarried, remember.) Ola is Polish and she sang on the sidewalks of Duesseldorf and when I heard her start Almost Heaven, West Virginia, you could have heard my "brakes" skidding, I stopped so fast. I stood, damn tears streaming down my face and when she was done I tipped her 50 Euros.
That night, on duty at the Duesseldorf Airport, I told my friend Uwe about her and how she had mesmerized me, so he came along with me the next day. He wound up inviting her to come to dinner and "meet the folks" and the next thing I knew, she became Frau Uwe Genuit. Sumbitch had married her while I wasn't lookin'.
3. The Atlanta Symphony Orchestra (again during my single days) playing the "Moonlight Sonata". At that time, I was seated next to the little girl (now a grown woman) who had accepted my invitation for a visit after I got her a cheaper rate ticket due to my airline employment.
I don't really know why that one started me shedding some tears, but I think it had to do with the "lost years". We left Germany when I was 11.
4. Last but not least --- just today ---- as Dondra and I listened to our Amy singing her songs for us.
I also cry when I hear "The Blue Danube" and other pretty waltzes.
Maybe that's why I never got invited to parties????
Bill
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