As a sidenote, if I’m ever estranged, during the subsequent reconciliation (if it happens in the snow, Home-Alone-One-style)
or if I’m ever comatose, and the family is waiting at bedside, while the doctors and nurses go home for the night,
or if I ever successfully get the Ring into the Fiery Chasm From Whence It Came,
or if I ever become entangled in some sort of violent mobster montage,
I think the accompanying soundtrack will be the recently-downloaded Hallelujah, covered by the late great Jeff Buckley.
And if I’m ever behind the wheel for a fatal head-on collision in the pouring rain,
or if I ever finish the last half mile of a half marathon in Cincinnati,
or if I ever throw myself from the roof of a hospital shortly after giving birth to an illegitimate child in KC, Missouri,
I will, without a doubt, be listening to June 18, 1976 (both real date and a song title) by the great (but not yet late) Pedro the Lion. Every girl hopes to be both ‘sad’ and ‘beautiful.’
Also, FYI, a good song for searching through the ruins of a home destroyed by weather or fire: The Stanley Brother’s Come all you tenderhearted.
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