Wednesday 13th September 2023
I still love train travel- the scenery, the space, the certainty of not having to worry about missing my stop because nobody put their hand out at a station (like to call a bus). Today we came to York for our concert on the train. My sister packed a lunch and we munched our way through a snack pack of Jaffa Cakes too. (There’s only 3 in a pack- don't judge me, lol)
York is a lovely city that I've been fortunate enough to visit a few times. Today it reminded me of Canterbury, with the old wall and new bits and cobblestones and skew buildings. I realised today that I feel like I'm traversing universes when I stand next to the old buildings. Almost like a parallel life, right beside me. I love it but I do prefer my consciousness staying in 2023, lol. Life was far tougher then than now. I find it fascinating that I am able to see remnants from life a Millennium ago. I doubt there will be very little trace of me in 3023, nor the glass buildings of our current architectural times.
Music is similar in helping me traverse lifetimes. Tonight, when the very talented Mike Oldefield tribute band started with the familiar notes, I found myself around the age of 8, lying on the hard floor in front of the new 'hifi' hogging brother's headphones, which were a cool white with thick black sponges over the ears. I climbed into every note, instrument and magical frequency of the familiar tune marvelling at where it took me.
Tonight was much the same. Perched on the very end of my chair to evade the annoying loud commentary from the drinkers behind me, I stepped back into the world of Tubular Bells and vibed. Watching the percussionists and having goosebumps when the one female sang in her angelic tones, I was riveted. After many people moaning at the loudmouths behind me, they eventually left and we would have all cheered had we not been stuck inside the music. The feeling of teleportation is real for me, because I feel stuff so deeply.
Mike's album 'Crises' was my medicine on my Sony Walkman during my nursing year. I was instantly teleported back to the double decker bus in Johannesburg heading back to my dreaded night shift duty. I fully agree that music moves me. I just sometimes forget, fortunately tonight I got reminded...
We were gifted with the perfect sighting of an urban fox too. It looked like a dog being walked and I stood frozen while watching it before I tried haplessly to take a photo.
What a night...
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