Thu, 19 May 2005

until we see each other again
The song she sent me didn’t do its work all at once; I listened to it a few times in single shots and tried not to be critical about recording quality, as I’m getting to be kinda a snob with things like that, caught the harmonies she was so good with and the sound of the piano which was just the tiniest bit sharp, but then I listened to it here at the house instead of in the car in between errands, sat down and played the cd with the player left on loop from earlier, and I realized she had to have someone help her burn the cd because she hated taking anything off tape, even off the crappy four-track her brother handed down to her, so to take the song onto hard drive and clean it up, which was a mistake, so whoever helped her (probably some new boyfriend I’ll hear about in a week) basically messed it up a little, and she was always so weird about not wanting anybody to hear something she had recorded, so this must have been an ordeal, and there’s a couple places where her timing on the piano is a bit off and he probably wanted to sync that up but she must have said no, that’s how it is, and I felt kinda proud of her, and I wanted to tell her before the feeling faded and I forgot to do it but she would have been asleep for hours, so I listened to her song over and over and in my mind I talked to her like I do all the time and I said I am so proud of you, and I’m sorry I’m so far away, and I miss you so much, and then I couldn’t stop crying.
(12:26.05.19.2005) [/scrytch] #