Spent a fun night out at Zach's house tonight. A group of us got together to watch what we thought was the season finale of Heroes. It turns out the season finale is next week, but that is ok, a fun time was had by all and now I have plans again for next Monday evening.
Something that Zach said while we were chatting about music brought up an old thought from deep inside my head ...
My second biggest regret about my failed marriage is that is I never inspired my wife enough/in the right way such that she wrote a song that involved me in any way.
Seems like an odd regret but I was really impressed and taken with her voice and some of the songs she wrote. The one she wrote after the end of her relationship with Maus is my favorite, but she wrote many others. Be it a song or a poem, something creative came out of most of the romantic relationships she had while she and I were together but never one about me.
I have often wondered why that was. Was I not in any way inspirational? Did I disappear into the mundane background of her life while we were together?
I suppose given the way things inevitably played out, maybe that is all ok and the way it had to be, but it still sits in mind sometimes.
As I type this, the thought comes that perhaps the end of our relationship and her freedom from that inspired her to write some sort of song, but I know that is also unlikely. The illusion of the sanctity of our marriage is what allowed her to work with her dad on these relationship based songs that must have just come from her imagination. Now that she has told him some of the parts of her life she kept hidden, I would think those assumptions are now broken.
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on a further musical note, I am quite excited about the upcoming Tarkin CD release party!
I have listened to the CD through 2 times now and am yearning to see all the Tarkonites prance about in their energetic and delightful ways. I have a job at the event (and have even been promoted before I started!) and have my Tarkin t-shirt all picked out (although I will wear it under a nicer collared shirt for my assigned job).