Squall

This morning’s drenching rains and rumbling thunder are not entirely welcome. But watching rivers of yellow pollen flow away from the house and off the deck lessens the burden of a sullen, wet, grey day. This morning, the buyer’s inspection of my house is scheduled to take place. I wish, for the sake of the buyer and the inspector, the day would clear and brighten so their endeavor would be more comfortable. Unfortunately, the weather forecast does not bode well for their comfort. At least the majority of the inspection will take place inside, I assume. But the inspector will no doubt need to get to the crawl space and make rounds around the exterior of the house; I feel for the person who must cope with today’s rain. I do hope all goes well and the buyer is satisfied that the house is in excellent condition and requires no repair; we shall see.

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Those who have virtue always in their mouths, and neglect it in practice, are like a harp, which emits a sound pleasing to others, while itself is insensible of the music.

~ Diogenes ~

Wouter André De Backer—AKA Wally de Backer, AKA Gotye—wrote a song I like quite a lot, both the music and the lyrics. The song is Somebody That I Used to Know.  I first heard and saw the song performed on Facebook, I think. That first exposure to the music was courtesy of a Canadian pop band, Walk Off the Earth. That performance was spectacular, in that it was a mixture of the music and an extraordinary performance by band members playing ukeleles, guitars, etc. Later, I was mesmerized by another performance, this one in a multi-media video incorporating kinetic art with instrumental music, merged with people (Gotye and the New Zealand singer-songwriter, Kimbra) performing the song. Both performances were extraordinary. But the thing that struck the most responsive chord with me was the poetry and the depth of emotion of the lyrics. In particular, these: “You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness” and “But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough.” Those lyrics conjure emotions that fit like a glove; they extract from me emotions of a long time ago, when I was attempting to mature out of teen angst into old age. It was a long, laborious process. At any rate, I heard the music again this morning as I was wandering through the vast, empty rooms of the internet, seeking something to grab me and awaken a part of me that sometimes seems too deeply comatose to ever again emerge. Whether the music accomplished that herculean task has yet to be determined, but hearing it spurred memories to crawl out of hibernation, leaving their lairs for brighter places. When I heard it this morning, I felt compelled to find out more than I knew, hence my new knowledge that it was written and performed by Gotye, a man with multiple identities.

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I have a few items I must either sell or give away before I move in a couple of weeks. A queen-sized Sleep Number bed (including frame); a walnut desk with a credenza of sorts (a separate piece) rising from the side of the desk away from which I sit when at the desk; and a corner desk…possibly a few more odds and ends. Oh, and some wrought iron outdoor patio/deck furniture. Just thought I’d mention it here, in case someone from HSV who needs/wants some furniture happens upon this page.

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The thunder and lightning are getting more fierce and the rain is coming down harder. If I were in a boat on Corpus Christi Bay, I would call this a dangerous squall. Here, I call it a moderately disturbing squall. Inasmuch as I’ve been up for hour and have other things to do, I will let the squall rage while I get back to work, preparing for my impending move.

 

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2 Responses to Squall

  1. Thank you, my friend, for the validation! I was not present with the inspection, but hope nothing untoward was uncovered. The squall has moved on, at least temporarily, so I am safely ensconced in serenity…of sorts.

  2. The Squallseeker says:

    I agree with you in that those lyrics tug at emotions… And their voices work so well together.

    I hope all went well with the inspection yesterday and that you weren’t blown out of the HSV but that squall!

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