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Fall into the dark side...
August 10, 2018

Oh, I know it is pretty ridiculous for me to be sitting here in the darkness, singing softly to Alan Walker's Darkside.

It is after all, the Dark of the Moon almost, tomorrow being the New Moon and solar eclipses and the Tears of St. Lawrence fall. My grandmother always said this was the time new souls fall to Earth.

The lyrics to this song move me terribly, even as I blush with embarrassment even though I am here under my trees in the whispering dark and no one in my life has any idea of my deep reactions to Alan Walker and his work. My heart breaks every time I listen to Faded even now. However, this Trilogy, this second part of it, the lyrics and music haunt me almost if I was the same generation of Alan Walker himself!

While we are still young and fearless...oh my, it has been so long since I have been either young or fearless. I remember however, I remember very well.

An odd aside, Alan Walker's "W"s remind me of two things: Waylon Jennings' "W" that hung down behind his band and a sigil I have seen at one of the Icelandic horse farms in the county. And a type of hex sign! That makes three things.

And to make things, I can cry like a little girl when I listen to Faded but if I watch the music video? Cathartic to an embarrassing degree. We have explored many ruins of old homes and buildings in our years back here, from a ruin of Zephyr, Kentucky to Frankfort to secret old houses most would never find...so, well. I fell apart once as we sneaked onto the grounds of the once beautiful old Four Square house my great grandfather was born in,

Sing Me To Sleep...the other day in the car, Himself asked me what I was singing as we sat at the light, poor guy, he is not exactly aware of Alan Walker or the haunting girls that sing in his works. It is silly but I recall being sung to sleep, from baby hood to the year's various people sang as I fell asleep but the last decades of my life, it has bee me singing babies or restless loved ones to sleep and most recently, it more like humming softly, and it works pretty darn spectacularly.

Just let me love you when your heart is tired...but right now, it is the lyrics to Faded that sings it all aloud for me.

Where are you know? I am out here on my porch. it is very dark here, the street light seems to be out and all the houses are dark.

When my husband finally fell asleep, unbidden the chorus of Faded rang through my head because sometimes I think. "Where are you now?"for sometimes, it is as if has vanished,

Still, looking around I think Spectre is the most appropriate song for right now..This one meant for dancing really but I will content myself with j listening intently...but for singing along, softly, Au/Ra and Tomaine Harket are perfect to add a hint of almost ritual by singing...Don't be afraid, the shadows know me!

Give into the Darkside. We really do have cookies!
 
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