broken and beautiful
The Nutcracker's Arabian Dance has always been one of my favourites. Such a haunting suppressed pain pushing underneath it, I feel more than I hear. A heart at war with itself - seducing and lamenting. Arms stretched out like slow pulled taffy. A river winding deep blackmail. Its victims, their blind hands braille the dark walls of night alleys. Oh, it just aches with story.
2 Comments:
I don't remember the song, but your description makes me think of Aldonza's "I Was Born In A Ditch". All that pain and fear and lostness, beating through the music.
Nancy
I listened a little to a clip of the song you mentioned and I can hear what you mean. Very raw, so real.
any questions?
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