Ever since my daughter was born I haven’t been able to listen to Ravel’s Pavane for a Dead Princess without breaking down midway through it. He wrote it on the event of his own daughter’s death.
I am reduced to a quivering mass of protoplasm when I listen to Judy Collins’ song, My Father. I am not sure of the title, but I understand she wrote it for her blind father. Just lovely. Snf.
Ravel’s Bolero. Such sweeping emotion! I need to listen to it build and build, with no interruptions. Also long version of “Light My Fire” (Doors). Both songs I find…hypnotic. And after “Chicago” came out, for a while - “All That Jazz” (because in my head I was shakin’ it on top of a bar for the crowd’s entertainment and the mood was spoiled when somebody demanded to know why I was listening to that stupid song yet again.)
“Into the West,” sung by Annie Lennox, from the soundtrack to Return of the King. It’s supposed to be a happy song, but all it does is remind me of my father’s death.
John McDermott’s covers of Green Fields of France aka No Man’s Land and The Flowers Of The Forest.
The Irish Tenor’s cover of Toora Loora Loora
Dixie Chick’s Travelin’ Soldier.
Eric Bogle’s If Wishes Were Fishes and My Youngest Son Came Home Today.
Eva Cassidy’s version of “Fields of Gold”
I still remember the time, not long after my daughter was born and I went back to work, when I was sitting in a Starbucks and “Beautiful Boy” came on the sound system. I started crying so hard the barista came to my table to ask if I was OK.
Casimir Polaski Day by Sufjan Stevens. I have tried many times, and it seems I literally cannot listen to this song without breaking down into uncontrolled weeping. Nothing else has this effect on me.
Ride, Unfamiliar. I can’t…explain (here) why it utterly slays me like it does, it just does:
You’re rushing for a time that you don’t know
Curious of what your feelings are you go
Losing sight of that familiar touch you know
Sinking into unknown beauty for a day
Living everything as it comes and goes
The only times you know have passed away
Now you’re looking back where everything seems real
Scared of letting all that comfort disappear.
Some here might know it better as one of the themes to the movie “Somewhere in Time.” It really is sweeping and glorious!
That is an amazing piece. I thought they might play it at the funeral of Princess Grace, but I didn’t see all of it. I did see that they used another piece that overwhelmes: Barber’s “Adagio for Strings.” It was used in “The Elephant Man,” “Platoon” and other movies that rip your heart out.
The sone that got me the first time I heard it and everytime afterward: Judy Collin’s “Secret Gardens of the Heart.”