Music touches us all | The Sunday Dispatch
Music is something that touches us all. I don’t care if you belong to a biker gang, a knitting club, a star football player or a Marine Sergeant, you are moved by the music.
My only regret in life is not learning to play an instrument and maybe learning to sing properly instead of what I hear from me in the shower.
I’ve heard that musicians were historically good students, but don’t quote me. Thinking about it, when I was in high school, most of the classmates who were into music were good students.
You and I have probably been singing and dancing to music since we can remember or at least verified by your aunt Sarah.
I’ve even seen video clips of animals dancing to a tune.
There’s just something about the rhythm of the music that moves us. Could it go back as far as Neanderthals communicated before language was invented?
Last week I was moved by two musical artists, Joni Mitchell, who is alive and well and the late great Harry Chapin.
Mitchell returned to the stage after suffering a brain aneurysm in 2015. At the time, it was unclear whether she would live or die from the aneurysm.
It’s been a long road, but she’s back, but before that happened, she had to relearn how to walk, she had to relearn how to play the guitar and the piano, and of course, she had to remember the lyrics she wrote the most iconic songs in the history of modern music.
Some of these songs have been recorded on 43 albums recorded with his 44th album which will be released on September 23, 2022.
If you’ve been around long enough you might remember Both Sides Now, Help Me, Woodstock, Free Man is Paris, Carey, You Turn Me On, I’m a Radio, River and Big Yellow Taxi, its more big success.
She was Brandi Carlile’s special guest at the Newport Folk Festival on Sunday July 24, when other artists appearing at the festival surrounded her in a chant of her songs.
Joni sang solo, she sang with background singers, and she sat and listened to other singers perform her songs. It was wonderful.
Having to be helped to walk on stage, she and everyone else sat in chairs as she did at home while recovering from the aneurysm.
She got up at one point to play one of her guitar instrumentals. There was not a dry eye on stage or in the audience as she performed and the smiles went from ear to ear.
Joni turns 79 on November 7 and you can see it in her eyes as she performed that she loved every minute of this stage again. She also felt the love and admiration from the audience and other performers.
Joni is a national treasure to her native Canada, her adopted country, the United States, and she is a human being of the world. She and her music belong to all of us. His songs are woven into the fabric of all our lives.
New York native Harry Chapin was one of America’s greatest songwriters whose life was tragically cut short on the Long Island Freeway on July 16, 1981 in a horrific car crash that ended his life at the 38 years old.
My first memory of Chapin was his famous song, Taxi, in 1972, followed by Cats in the Cradle in 1975.
I got to see Chapin performing live at Rocky Glen or was it called Ghost Town in the Glen at the time? It must have been between the years 1975 and 1980, if I’m not mistaken.
I really enjoyed the show, it was basically him and his guitar and maybe his backup band. He always played seated and it was no different at this show.
He sang his famous hit until the time of the concert, but there was a song he released that I had never heard before. His name was Mr. Tanner.
The song about Mr. Tanner is about a man who worked at a dry cleaning store in Dayton, Ohio. While working, Mr. Tanner sang out loud with an incredible baritone voice. Everyone encouraged him to quit the cleaning business and go to New York to find fame and fortune.
Finally, a concert hall was booked in New York, and he performed to a half-full audience and a few music critics.
Needless to say, the evening did not end well for Mr. Tanner.
He returned to his hometown vowing never to sing in public again, except very late at night he would sing quietly to himself.
I may not remember every detail of Chapin’s concert that day at Moosic, but I will never, ever forget Harry singing Mr. Tanner. By the end of the song, I had tears streaming down my face and I was trying to hide them as much as possible, but when I lifted my head and looked around, I wasn’t the only one. have tears running down my face.
It was the first time I was moved to tears listening to a song and it just wasn’t the song, it was Harry’s way of presenting it to the crowd.
quote of the week
“You wake up one day and suddenly realize that your youth is behind you, even though you are still young at heart.” –Joni Mitchell
Thought of the week
“To know is to care, to care is to act, to act is to make a difference.” -Harry Chapin
“I want the fact that I exist to mean something.” -Harry Chapin