This is a line from a David Gray song. You have to hear the particular tune and timbre of his voice for your capillaries and pores to all open up and soak up how lovely that line is. Don’t watch the video, just listen.
This is the first song line that I can associate with Felix. And the only one. So far. Note I am not calling him Boeuf for this post. For this one, he be Felix, his proper name.
I took a course at university about fifteen years ago called the Anthropology of Healing. It studied and explored healing through music in different cultures, why and how music heals. Something I carry with me from that course is that when I ache to hear a specific song, to quench and capitalize on some emotion I am steeped in, that it may not be the lyrics I am hanging for, but rather my body requires a certain pitch of a certain note to resolve or satisfy that need. Nothing to do with words. I find this fascinating, as I am keen on words. But the theory does smell right.
So, with this in mind, perhaps I must revisit my “Feels Like Lightining” and just figure out what note it is, and see what note my love for Felix falls on. It would be good to know because before he was born, I did try to write a few lullabies – both on guitar and on my super styling ‘90s Casio keyboard with preset songs like ‘When the Saints Go Marching In” and Rhumba beats. But nothing. Makes sense, really. I did not know him yet. But now we are starting to get to know one another. We lock eyes and there is a knowing. And it is electric, like lightning. A pale, warm, powerful but tender force.
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“But now we are starting to get to know one another. We lock eyes and there is a knowing. And it is electric, like lightning. A pale, warm, powerful but tender force.”
I LOVE this line. That is exactly what it felt like when DD and I were first getting to know each other. Thanks for putting into words the feeling I had but could never articulate.