To My Choices !
My Music
My music
is an old bottle of perfume
discarded, but not forgotten;
clinging obstinately
to remind me
with its lingering scent -
a promise; a fulfillment.
(ALV, 8/23/87)
( as arranged alphabetically by computer)
First time I heard this- ( while in bed ready to doze off), I was barely 2 or 3 months in Bangkok - quite homesick, naturally. The song - not quite mainstream - wasn't regularly on air, so I had to ask my sister to request the Filipina dj - ( her friend) to spin it every once in a while.
If ever there's one ultimate song that evokes those giddy, angst-ridden uncertainties and bliss of my high school days, this is it!
Broadway songs I really love!
My youngest son, Jondi, sang this purposely for me ( and holding my hand, too! ), with all the emotions he could muster. The melody didn't quite strike me as likable, but there it was, sung by somebody I love!
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