After my online teaching day was over, I decided to go out for a socially distanced walk. It was raining a little and it was easy to stay the requested distance away from the very few people who were also out. I am not sure I was looking for deep contemplation, but I found it. It also provided me with a Perfect Moment I could write about.
Like a lot of my stories, you need some background. I still use an MP3 player rather than putting music on my phone or using Spotify. I suppose that makes me a kind of relic, but I don’t care. I like devices that do one thing rather than a multitude of things. Of course the device is not particularly new and I haven’t added any songs to it
lately in a number of years for a lot of years. Also, in some kinds of light, the screen is hard to see. (Yes, I am sure I could adjust this in settings, but I haven’t touched the settings in a very long time and I see no reason to do it now.)
So, I was out walking in the rain with a late afternoon overcast sky and I couldn’t see the screen. I had originally chosen Crash Vegas, but the first few songs on Red Earth are a bit too downbeat for a rainy afternoon. I wanted to choose something else, but I couldn’t see the screen. I tried shielding it in my jacket to no avail. I was on the artist tab rather than the album tab, so I moved down a few clicks of the button. I got to Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something. I only had that song from those artists so after it was over, I had to pick something else. I had wanted to choose a long album that would suit my walk and wouldn’t have to be changed. Sadly, that plan did not work out at all.
So, I clicked down one slot and I heard this wonderful woman’s voice….that I couldn’t identify. The song was good, but I couldn’t identify it either. It was a bit like Joni Mitchel’s River–but not as beautiful as that–bluesy, but rough around the edges. I knew it was after Deep Blue Something, but I wasn’t sure how far or who it could be.
When it was over, I flipped down to the next artist. This song had more of a big band feel to it. This was also a by a female singer, but again I couldn’t identify it. I started to wonder how I could have things on my player that I had no idea about. Obviously it came off of some collection album for it to be only one song by the artist. There are songs on some albums that I don’t recognize, but I would probably recognize the artist. I started to run through them, but couldn’t really figure it out.
So there I was enjoying some music with no idea how it got on the player, walking in the rain, avoiding people, wondering how odd the universe really is. Maybe it was the uniqueness, or complete absurdity of the situation, but I really did find it to be a Perfect Moment.
These days, I don’t listen to whole albums or even half albums. I quickly skip from one song to another depending on my mood. You don’t get to discover some of the deeper cuts on a CD or album. On other social media sites, people remarked that you should turn off the news, put on some music, close your eyes, and just listen deeply. Probably not bad advice.
When I got home, I discovered that both artists were Diana Krall and that I had downloaded two songs from two different Women and Songs CDs. This gave her two listings in the artist column. The songs were Narrow Daylight and Charmed Life.