do we actually need a moon in the heavens?
Saturday, February 19 2000
The sun was warm and Sophie was in the yard stretched out beneath it with a happy panting little-dog look on her face. Unlike most outdoor things in which Sophie likes to lie, the sunlit ground looked appealing to me too, so I stretched out right next to her. The airplanes roared occasionally a mile directly overhead. This was the Ocean Beach I knew well.
Down on Newport, Kim and I purchased four CDs. Kim's friend Renee had raved about the latest CD by Enigma, so Kim had to have it. We got home and she played one song before deciding to take that foul slice of plastic back. To my ear, it sounded like slow Janet Jackson. In other words, it sucked.
The other music was okay, especially Mutations by Beck, which has a folksy Beatles sound and one catchy song after another.
I realized while listening to yet more Dead Can Dance that the music shares much in common with Christmas music. I remember as a kid being sublimely moved by tunes such as "Silent Night" and "Little Drummer Boy." That was before repetition over the course of many Christmases gradually destroyed the spiritual power of those songs. But Dead Can Dance is like a whole new set of undiscovered Christmas music. Better still, the songs lack the taint of either seasonality or religious message. It's just the pure energy from that spirit world which existed back before science came along and explained everything. Do we actually need a Moon in the Heavens to survive here on Earth? Listen to Dead Can Dance long enough and you'll come to regard this as a preposterous question.
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