Sunday, December 22, 2013

A Sunday Before Christmas Musical Devotion by KING CRIMSON

At the First Touch of Winter, Summer Fades
,” Valentine Cameron Princep, 1897.
It’s not all apocalyptic guitar-bashing and long, noodly solos. Sometimes it’s just achingly beautiful. You’ll have to turn the sound up to hear the plaintive introductory notes calling out like a lost kitten. It’s a slow, gradual process, but the love finds it, as we pray it finds us all.

King Crimson’s “Trio,” from their 1974 album Starless and Bible Black, speaks of loneliness, the solace found in stolen moments of quiet beauty, the rare blessing of those cherished few who come and go in our lives. It evokes the preciousness of one afternoon, a night, a shared dawn—and how damned transitory it all is. 

How many Christmases do you remember? How many do you think you have left? We only have such a short time together. That an arrangement of notes on musical instruments can convey the emotional enormity of such an idea! 

Yeah, I know, it’s just me. Still, turn it up. I promise there’s no surprise jump-scare parts. This is more than a meditation. It’s a devotion. Listen to this right before bed and you should sleep with your heart and guts properly unclenched.