Tigger
24th April 2021, 15:06
Thanks Dad!
I’m not exactly sure how to express things. Sometimes I wonder if I have any emotion at all. I just don’t go for the “wet lick in the ear” - never have. But, I DO feel things. In fact, my emotions sometimes get the better of me.
I rarely self-indulge. But tonight, after visiting my father in hospital, I see the tenuous nature of life. And my “stiff upper-lip” just dissolved. I just lost it.
I’ve learned that it doesn’t really matter how estranged you become to anyone in this lifetime, there is always something that binds you to your parent.
I express emotions through music. Now, some may not agree with my interpretation of the aforementioned. Indeed, my father resented me for throwing away my medical degree (in 1992) to become a professional DJ. He HATED that.
Now, as a fine upstanding member of the I.T medical profession, I like to think I’ve done him proud.
Maybe I have. I’ve certainly been able to help him make his last few years be more comfortable.
But in his last few weeks on this planet, I find myself at a loss to express the colours and tones of emotion running through my mind. So, on my apartment balcony, in frigid temperatures, I assembled my DJ equipment and recorded this:
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/rHWUCzGYVVQWDWkS8
Hopefully that’s not a violation of the T&C’s of Avalon. Forgive me if it is. I just needed to get it out of my system.
Best,
Simon (aka Tigger)
I’m not exactly sure how to express things. Sometimes I wonder if I have any emotion at all. I just don’t go for the “wet lick in the ear” - never have. But, I DO feel things. In fact, my emotions sometimes get the better of me.
I rarely self-indulge. But tonight, after visiting my father in hospital, I see the tenuous nature of life. And my “stiff upper-lip” just dissolved. I just lost it.
I’ve learned that it doesn’t really matter how estranged you become to anyone in this lifetime, there is always something that binds you to your parent.
I express emotions through music. Now, some may not agree with my interpretation of the aforementioned. Indeed, my father resented me for throwing away my medical degree (in 1992) to become a professional DJ. He HATED that.
Now, as a fine upstanding member of the I.T medical profession, I like to think I’ve done him proud.
Maybe I have. I’ve certainly been able to help him make his last few years be more comfortable.
But in his last few weeks on this planet, I find myself at a loss to express the colours and tones of emotion running through my mind. So, on my apartment balcony, in frigid temperatures, I assembled my DJ equipment and recorded this:
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/rHWUCzGYVVQWDWkS8
Hopefully that’s not a violation of the T&C’s of Avalon. Forgive me if it is. I just needed to get it out of my system.
Best,
Simon (aka Tigger)