Back in my earlier years, Sunday mornings were the time for the "come-downs" from the previous Friday and Saturday nights. In
Spanish, when the drugs and alcohol wear off, they call it "el crudo."
It's the hangover period after you've stayed high all weekend trying to
replace the loneliness or manage a heartbreak.
Ironically, that behavior simply perpetuates the problem and you still have to cope and continue living.
This is the sound of that!
Don's Tunes
is the perfect encapsulation of the human condition for too many
people, myself included. Every Sunday morning he posts an eclectic
musical performance from unknown artists. Every post is an aural and
visual representation of deep human emotions.
(disclaimer) The "Blues" saved my ass because they showed me I wasn't alone feeling this pain. I acknowledge that everyone gets the blues, I suspect that has always been the case. This intense feeling will inevitably instill in us either an endless bitterness toward, or a deep compassion for, our fellow human beings.
THAT is our individual choice.
(disclaimer) The "Blues" saved my ass because they showed me I wasn't alone feeling this pain. I acknowledge that everyone gets the blues, I suspect that has always been the case. This intense feeling will inevitably instill in us either an endless bitterness toward, or a deep compassion for, our fellow human beings.
THAT is our individual choice.
I will forever be grateful for "the Blues." They nurtured what little sanity I had left at the time.
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