music notes

Music has been especially touching to me recently. I think it's because I'm nearly off on a new adventure & realizing all that I'm leaving behind.

At the protest on Saturday, Joan Baez sang. She sang songs, 'Where Have All the Flowers Gone?', 'A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall,' that were the songs that my family used to listen to on car trips before my brother & I insisted on listening to Paula Abdul & Milli Vanilli. I hadn't heard the songs in 15 years and still knew most of the words. So I stood there in the huge crowd singing along, thinking of my family, and crying.

Last night, E and I went to the DC bar that claims to have the world's largest beer list - 8 pages & quite impressive. There music couldn't have been arranged to better pull at my heartstrings. 'Miss Misery' by Elliott Smith, which reminds me of my brother and of Portland. And an Ani song & a Fiona Apple song that F put on the mixtape she gave me when I left for Nicaragua. I remember listening to those songs when I felt homesick and finding such comfort. I did not cry at these songs, but came quite close.

and my next post will be from Europe.
So much packing to do.
Craziness.