Listening to Sara — 8 Comments

  1. When I think back to my teenage years I was either indifferent, or socially inept to register the ‘necessity’ following the crowd or being fashionable. Fortunately punk was the thing in the late 70’s and only looking back do I realise that I must have looked bizarre in small town Worcestershire. I can’t recall anyone ever telling me I looked ridiculous, although had I gone anywhere remotely fashionable they might have thought it!
    My children appear to be be very similar, the youngest only wears FairTrade or clothes purchased from charity shops. I did notice a couple of odd looks when we walked down Worcester High Street last time she visited – but that may be because she is very tall and striking looking ( or that casual dress for Worcester youth is labelled sports wear) Who knows.

  2. I have suffered years of tyranny!

    First there was the Home Counties ‘sophisticates’ mocking me and then I went to Northern Ireland where the leather jacket had to go (you look like a paramilitary in that!) and I had to spend my early-twenties dressed like a sixty year old with V-necked pullovers and collar and tie (Ulster Protestant culture was like small town America).

    Now, I wear what I like.

  3. You music-related posts make me quite nostagic. Not for the Fleetwood Mac of Tusk or Rumours, but the Peter Green Fleetwod Mac.
    But you mention “seeing the depths”. I agree with you there , but what are those ‘depths’ ? I would be interested to know what you think they might be,
    Meantime your nostalia has brought me back to hippy days, and comparing them to the current fractious nature of society, causing me to post more serious stuff.
    Don’t forget the ‘depths’! Let me know.

  4. Someone told me that Peter Green was playing in Dublin on Monday, but having gone to see Stevie & co on Saturday, I could not have afforded another night out.

    The ‘depths’ for me are the unspoken stuff, the emotions people feel that are not articulated, maybe can’t even be articulated; maybe the stuff that can only be expressed in non-verbal ways.

    Is society so much more fractious now? I was only a kid in Somerset in the hippy days, but the world did not seem happy even then.

  5. Interesting about ‘depths’. I feel that they are glimpses of the true nature of the world – the architecture and design of the world – beauty. Just as some art (music, poetry etc.) allows a glimpse, a moment of the ‘unspoken stuff’. I am of the opinion that some ‘religious’ events are similar glimpses of beauty. Indeed even mathematics can bring ‘unspoken stuff’ into one’s sensibilities.

    Sara allowed your friend to inadvertently view this beauty, to be imbued with it – even if he was unaware of what is was. The experience is enough, he did not need my rationalisation to heighten the experience. So that’s what I think ‘depths’ are!!

    The world was not happy then, I agree. But hippydom allowed one to contemplate another place. Unfortunately some people thought that the new dawn was here. These days there seems to be very few alternatives to crass commercialism. Where have the idealists (be they religious or secular) all gone?
    Time for the Earl Grey.

  6. My experience of paintings would be illustrative of your point about evoking the ‘unspoken’. I have no vocabulary whatsoever with which to describe what is on a canvas, but love the work of Monet and Vermeer (to the extent of travelling to places to see their stuff). Some music has a similar effect.

    I accept the point about the hippies. There isn’t much idealism around these days (being honest, Protestants have always been more into being practical and stoical anyway!). I was in Nelson, British Columbia last year – one of the last places one might meet a hippy. The week after we were there Country Joe was going to play in a local hall. Maybe the ideallists went off to the green movement (though not the Green Party, which seems more of an opportunist group).

    A friend used to drink Earl Grey in student days. He went into international banking, before throwing it all up to go surfing about seven years ago.

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