Zerrissenheit.

merlin:

E.L.O. - “Mr.Blue Sky”

I’d never really thought about few cellists move around while playing.

It was brunch time, a couple of years ago. It was New Year’s Day, and I was driving to pick my wife up from some festivities that I retired from early the night before. My wife, ever the party-goer, had opted to stay. It wasn’t that big a deal — the party was literally right up the road.

Any time I hear this song, I remember that morning. It was cold and the air was crisp, and I had just enough time to listen to the song before my trip was complete.

Good times.