Nostalgia

Oct. 18th, 2006 10:42 am
pyrsandponies: (Joy)
As a teenaged girl, I had a fairly understandable affinity to matters morbid and darkly romantic. (I may still, in some ways ;).

I also competed at the local music festival for a few years as a pre-teen and teen in the spoken poetry class. I was no ingenue, but I held my own.

The year I was 13 or 14, the last year I did the festival, I discovered the poem _The Highwayman_ by Alfred Noyes, and I spent a LOT of time learning it and loving it and finding a terribly over-dramatized manner of reciting the tragic love-story. I didn't win the class, but I did love the poem as only a teenaged girl can.

I didn't think of the poem much again, aside from occasional reminiscences, until I recently found a CD of Loreena McKennit's at a second hand store. It was only $3 so I bought the The Book of Secrets (a lovely cd, btw). And on it, she does a musical version of The Highwayman. In listening to it just now, it sent shivers up my neck and made me feel all naive and gooey and teenager-romantic for a few blissful minutes. It was wonderful.

And so, for posterity, The Highwayman )

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