Whenever a song is remixed or musically enhanced, the results will always create a disparity of opinions. I basically agree with both of you in a way: it does keep faithful to the original as much as possible (i think the task presented itself as tremendously hard), but in a way it does not please me completely - would any change to that wondeful song ever accomplish that? Basically, i don't believe the original can be beaten or improved, with Suzanne's sensitive voice and lyrics with the cristal clear guitar. I somehow I separated in my mind the original from the new version . No matter in what form or shape, "Anniversary" is a real treasure and gift. It's sole presence in the new album is a great treat:)

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- Are you serious?
- Yes, i am. I'm your guardian angel.
- Amazing!I've never believed in that.Am i dead?
- No. You're just hallucinating.

a quote by novalis, from "novalis: fragments", about possibilities and time:

"All reality has a before and an after -- both are possibilities. -- After is possibility. Before was possibility. In reality, though, all exist simultaneously."

(errancy, the best anniversary possible) 

 

 

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Thanks Fatima,

I am still wondering if the past and the future exist (just watched “1984” today). They exist simultaneously probably because of cause and effect law. Both are creation of our mind – because we name it and think of it. When we could lose ourselves into no mind, it would occur that they are no important. I wonder also if before was possibility or  is still. That's true also that sometimes possibility stay only reverie for us for ever.

“Love is the only thing that matters, Love is the only thing that’s real”. Well, but not every love is perfect. It may be that our love is selfish, waiting for something in return, something to gain from it, waiting for reward, waiting for reflection in others like in the mirror. I am talking about love, which is part of spiritual life, besides compassion, forgiveness, and harmony. It seems to me that only such love is real, such love matters.

be well,

Anna Maria K. 

 

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hi anna,

it was just amazing to me to find a german author who lived in the 18th century and who had the same vision of time that i have. according to him, and me , before was *and* is possibility. and i believe it is because we look at time this way that past, present and future gain a different weight for us, a relative importance, which, in the end, dissolves itself into a minor importance, in the sense that we treasure the whole and its simultaneity, and look at its parts as having an equal value.

don't know exactly why you quoted the opening lines of "ludlow street" but i agree that only the love that you describe last is the one that matters and the one suzanne refers to throughout "beauty & crime".

love, fátima

 

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Hi Fatima,

Yes, I understand clearer now what means time to you. Thanks. My reference to “Ludlow Street” wasn’t casual. For me “Anniversary” and “Ludlow Street” are connected in a special way. When “Anniversary” speaks about possibilities after loss (hope), “Ludlow Street” speaks about feeling after loss through sadness, through pain, through anger (?) (memories). Not anniversary itself is important, but feeling which it evokes. Sequence “Anniversary”, “Ludlow Street” shows possible change while looking at loss and tragedy. We know that "Anniversary" was inspired by 9/11 and "Ludlow Street" by personal loss. But somehow they are connected to me, I can say, it shows how a  tragedy transforms itself in personal feelings first of all, and  for future generations stays tragedy firstly for most people.

Let me say this. It wasn't only reason why I talked about love here, but.... I said that past and future seems to me unimportant. In opposition I talked about love which exists in present. Love as example of feeling, which I wish, everyone were able to feel, which would be present all the time in our lives. We can’t safe love for future, we can’t feel it in the past. This is the shift in our hearts which is here and now as opposite to possibility. Love for people who passed away. And it was just opening for "Ludlow Street" which comes to my mind with "Anniversary" today.

This is how I see time. Past (memories) and future (hope) are serving our present, but they shouldn’t have been important (as a subject) to us too much (activity at first or an aim, motivation and happiness is a case for another discussion). Just another meaning of "present" – "gift" :-)

 love, Anna Maria k

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hi anna,

thanks for your explanation. actually, if you go to the "angel's doorway" thread (first post), you'll see how i connect this song with the ones you mention, and i don't think we're that far apart. also we've talked about hope and memories in the 'happy/sad songs' thread recently.

you have a vision of time as a line: what comes before and after informs the present, which is, to you, the real "gift" of life. that's beautiful and i understand it. my vision of it is of a spiral (remember "within spirals of time"?) because i believe that we can't really separate things and feelings that clearly in our minds and hearts. for me, "anniversary" is before, now, and after, just like "ludlow street" is. our memory and our hope are always scanning our before, our now and our after, without any divisions. this is the way i feel it.

and i end this post with an excerpt of a poem (by a portuguese author) i already translated here in its entirety. even so my memory and my hope require that i bring it from the before to the now again and throw it to the future:

[...] "but we don't feel within the heart that we are
the dear sons of time and that, if today we love,
it was after we have loved yesterday.
time is silent and enigmatic,
dipped in the compact warmth of the womb.
kept within silence so thick,
time does and undoes life."

much love, fátima

 

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ps: to all on the undertow i say blue too when the world seems to be imploding...

 

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Fátima, thanks for sharing these interesting poems, and as always, for Your special analysis and reasoning about Suzanne's songs!

best wishes,

Zoli 

So many days until loss of breath

Until loss of breath so many days

When you regret those you have nothing from

One is worth to know, one you should know

 

That important are all these days, these days we don't know yet

Important are these few moments, we are waiting for

 

Someone well-known who has hause and orchard

In one day has lost his sens and was doing wrong

Though fortune's gone, he was honest man

He explained to himself those days that

 

Important are  all these days, these days we don't know yet

Important are these few moments, we are waiting for

 

How to recognize those who we don't know yet?

How to pick up thought, those unfolded yet?

How to differ now heart from your mind?

How to hear ourselves ina crowd's choir?

 

How to recognize those who we don't know yet?

How to pick up thoughts, those unfolded yet?

How to find our happiness and joy?

 

Look for the answer, there's a lot of time

 

Important are all these days, these we don't know yet

Important are these few momemnts, these we are waiting for.

 

Marek Grechuta

 

be well my friends, little pony which can be kind and kick sometimes. ;-)

 

All the best for the New Year coming

 yours

Anna Maria K.

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