I encountered Steve Miller's version of "Motherless Children". It's much better - Glyn John's production is excellent. Clapton's version is closer to the original lyrically, but I'm one of those who find it simply incongruous. (I prefer Clapton when he shuts up and let's someone else sing, like Jack Bruce, George Harrison, or J. J. Cale. )
Geoff, thank you for sharing that. I just went and had a listen, and I liked it. It's musically interesting, and it really does, I think, attempt to find a musical match for the subject material.
The comments on youtube bring that home. One person said that they played it at their mother's funeral, another person commented that as the father of two motherless children he found solace in it.
Your comment prompted me to also listen to Miller's 'Your Saving Grace,' which I also haven't heard in a long, long, long time. It felt re-encountering an old friend. So thank you for that also.
I still like the Clapton version a lot but who knows why. I tried to relate in my little vignette about Nianga Farm how much I connect that song with my rather intense experiences there. All kinds of feelings of loneliness, stranger-in-a-strange-land, compassion for the people I worked among every day, whose lives were so hard but who nevertheless found joy -- that whole mashup of feelings with a large dollop of nostalgia all affect how I hear that song.
"However sometimes my thoughts and threads get so jumbled that I just get an insoluble tangle."
I was reading something last week about knots and how they only work in three-dimensional spaces. Perhaps your thought and threads aren't jumbled, but require a higher dimensionality from us the readers?
I encountered Steve Miller's version of "Motherless Children". It's much better - Glyn John's production is excellent. Clapton's version is closer to the original lyrically, but I'm one of those who find it simply incongruous. (I prefer Clapton when he shuts up and let's someone else sing, like Jack Bruce, George Harrison, or J. J. Cale. )
https://youtu.be/SOtuQQJiG68?si=2TDjshhymU3yOgc_
Geoff, thank you for sharing that. I just went and had a listen, and I liked it. It's musically interesting, and it really does, I think, attempt to find a musical match for the subject material.
The comments on youtube bring that home. One person said that they played it at their mother's funeral, another person commented that as the father of two motherless children he found solace in it.
Your comment prompted me to also listen to Miller's 'Your Saving Grace,' which I also haven't heard in a long, long, long time. It felt re-encountering an old friend. So thank you for that also.
I still like the Clapton version a lot but who knows why. I tried to relate in my little vignette about Nianga Farm how much I connect that song with my rather intense experiences there. All kinds of feelings of loneliness, stranger-in-a-strange-land, compassion for the people I worked among every day, whose lives were so hard but who nevertheless found joy -- that whole mashup of feelings with a large dollop of nostalgia all affect how I hear that song.
I hadn't heard that album in a long
Excellent post, very GEB! Glad to hear Betty's doing better.
Glad to hear that Betty is at home recovering.
One entangled reaction of my own:
"However sometimes my thoughts and threads get so jumbled that I just get an insoluble tangle."
I was reading something last week about knots and how they only work in three-dimensional spaces. Perhaps your thought and threads aren't jumbled, but require a higher dimensionality from us the readers?
https://hsm.stackexchange.com/questions/5709/a-knot-cannot-be-tied-in-4-dimensions-but-when-was-this-conjectured-and-proven
First, thank you for sharing that information about knots not existing in dimensions higher than 3. I did not know that. Now I'm intrigued.
Also, thank your for the very kind comment about my tangles. But my posts exist in only 2 dimensions, so I guess I'm stuck with them.
A wonderful read, John. Always a pleasure to read your intricately entangled concepts. What a talent.
I'm relieved things have settled down and bit and that Betty is on the mend. Keep on keepin on.
I agree with every single word and feeling. The bestest wishes to Betty. Keep shining bright, John!