Satie
a bit more than 8 years ago I was sitting in the jfk special warfare school psyop AIT barracks in Ft Bragg, North Carolina. My roomate, Alec Petkoff, and I were polishing our boots. Alec had a double masters degree in music composition and performance from Julliard. I don't know exactly why he ended up in the Army, but he did. He was whistling a slow bittersweet tune that I had heard somewhere before but couldn't place it. It was the kind of tune that gets stuck in your head and haunts you every time you see something slow and melancholy. It was like a sad gentle rain that spilled through your head.
It was Erik Satie, Gymnopedia No. 1.
It was Erik Satie, Gymnopedia No. 1.