This is a melody I learnt when I was a kid. As I have always sung 'low' I remember having difficulties followo,g Mum. But in a way, I imprinted the words and melody on my mind for ever. I found this extremely juvenile and sweet voice on youtube and feel grateful for this youtube user who is sharing this treasure with me.(Better than recording myself playing it in my usual awkard way.)
This is a mellow end of September light I managed to catch a glimpse of when strolling in Berlin last Sept 08. Although I set off on my own with some anxiety, it turned out to be completely unexpected and comforting. History is being rediscovered and explained here at each step taken in any street. It is overwhelming but necessary, and perhaps it could be done also elsewhere in Europe, facing the bare truth of what really happened (thinking of France and that dreadful Vichy government). It was a fantastic trip what with the music and that autumn light, so soft and soothing, like the clean and peaceful atmosphere around the wide street not far from Alexanderplatz where I stayed.
Many years later, I met Jessye's voice and went to see and hear her in her Marseilles recital 87,I think, working it out with family life and work. I could not find the programme which is a pity really! Now I have learnt how to get better organised). She sang ' the four last songs', which were new to me at that time; Since then I have got acquainted with them, through the poems and by listening to her cds.
September is my favourite.
When I heard Jessye Norman sing 'September' I was not aware of the meaning it would have later in my life. September 09 already!
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