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Author: | Ron L. |
E-mail: | not available |
Date: | 2/5/2006 8:19:24 PM |
Subject: | Back to Basics |
Message: | I had eye surgery this week for Glaucoma and cataracts and everything looks OK(not the best choice of words). Until it adjusts, I have very little vision in my right eye. This not only puts you in other people's places(Hi, Meeks), it places you in a different psychological place in terms of vulnerability. Watching and reading are very difficult and very frustrating. I am sure many here have gone through it and I am equally sure, there are people a lot worse off. But it sent me to earphones where, as always, I find SOMETHING different in Mickey's music. Today, it was "Rusty Tracks" and "His Eye Is On The Sparrow". As we all know, the deprivation of one sense(slight, in my case), heightens the other. This time(and I don't know how many times I've heard all these songs), I listened for the nuances, instrumentation, and backup voices. I also paid close attention to the fades and the fade-ins. If you've never listnened to "Wiah I Was" on headphones, you're missing some of the subtle mixing as it goes into "Sparrow". These two albums are landmarks, I think. Here he was in his late 30's and really in his prime. One one side of "Tracks" is his total and complete disenchantment with Nashville and on the other are the songs he and the rest of us grew up on. It's never a good idea to try to read an artist's mind but "His Eye Is On The Sparrow" seems to be a reaffirmation of faith. It all just served to remind me...as Mickey Newbury was in my head...that the magic is always there. Sometimes, you just have to go back and get it. Little pieces of time, hopefully preserved forever. Thanks, Ron |
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