Unresolved
Aug 29, 2007 Print This Post
.:mood:. Slow
.:itunes:. Under The Milky Way Tonight by The Church
From Letters from Kamp Krusty comes this great bit…make sure you click the link and read the whole thing. The story he tells is way better than this illustration…Curious, aren’t you?
There’s a story about Bach — or maybe it was Mozart — and how, even as a little kid, he had to hear resolution. He was in bed, upstairs, and someone was playing the piano, and that someone got distracted and stopped, just before the last chord.
J.S. — or W.A.? — couldn’t stand it. He tromped downstairs, pounded out the resolving chord, and then went back up to bed again, without a word. He just had to hear it.
We’re all like that. I think about all the stories I’ve heard, and then all the ones I’ve lived, and there’s the big difference: We get resolution in the former, but the other just…lay…out there, somewhere, and, much as we pretend, there are no finish lines, no final chords, no official victories, no ends-of-story. Not yet, anyway.
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