We are off to see Suzanne Vega at The Lighthouse theatre in Poole tonight. She is, and has been, one of my favourite singers for decades, so I am really looking forward to the concert.
As I often do, and I’m sure you do too, I’ve been listening to her back catalogue since I bought the tickets a couple of weeks ago.
Each song is like an old friend and arrives bringing a plethora of memories with it. Those memories, in Buddhist terms are held in a state called Ku, or Kutai, where something exists and doesn’t exist all at the same time.
The human brain is an amazing thing. On the one hand we can remember people and events from forty years and more ago. On the other, I can walk from the lounge into the kitchen and forget why I went in the first place, and I know we’ve all been there.
Amazing stuff that grey matter, a hugely complex system of neurons and synapses awash in a cocktail of serotonin, dopamine and countless other magical neurotransmitters, all busy doing their own thing, but all in sync. And all it needs, to switch on some memory buried deep in time, is a handful of notes in a particular sequence.
Here are a few rather shaky images from the show …
In a vain attempt to block out the distractions of the office, I’ve been listening to an 80’s compilation album this morning. Some of the tracks are fillers with no special meaning for me, but some are kutai-tastic and have all the memories flooding back.
We are all aware that life is made up of two components, the physical (ke or ketai) and the spiritual (ku or kutai). They are two, but not two (shikishin funi) and cannot exist one without the other. The body or physical aspect becomes useless without the mind, or spiritual aspect, and the mind is helpless without the body.
We are all aware that life is made up of two components, the physical (ke or ketai) and the spiritual (ku or kutai).
We are aware that life is made up of two very distinct components, the physical (ke or ketai) and the mental or spiritual (ku or kutai). They are two, but not two (shikishin funi) as one cannot exist without the other.
Having spent the day being forced to listen to Radio 1, it was a wonderful relief to listen to some proper music, music the way it should be played, watching the Don MacLean Songbook on Sky Arts. I had forgotten just how much I loved the lyrics to his song Vincent.
Watching Yes Speak on Sky Arts 1 tonight was brilliant. I’ve loved Yes since I was back in sixth form, just after the Romans left Britain, so watching the program caused the expected outpouring of memories. But it also brought back memories of
When you spend some time with someone you haven’t seen for a while, after you have caught up on the happenings since you last met, you get to talking about the past.
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