"The Great Listening" Suite
I. I Remember Each Note Of Each Performance
I remember each note, of each performance.
Foolishly, I try to preserve only the sublime and heroic,
and shed the banal and embarrassing.
But to no avail—
I know that each performance is stored,
somewhere.
"Just where is it stored?" you ask.
It's not immediately evident, like refurbished pec's—
in my ear, my restored wrists, my heart ?
in my bank balance, my resume, my long-term goals?
maybe in my eros, my unborn kids, my karmic debt?
"And where does this happen?" you wonder.
I've spread the tablecloth in the oddest of places—
a gym
a yacht
at 'naked sushi'.
"Why does it happen?" you ponder.
For every possible reason—
to privately serenade a wife for an anniversary
to publicly conquer the most challenging music
in concert
to secretly lubricate a room for fundraising.
I remember each note, of each performance,
Sometimes.
(dedicated to drummer Russ Gold)
March 2008
