I love your ability to tie a small moment into the meaning of life and then back again to your experience. We should probably ask you to play the guitar during one of our writing meetings. The idea of hearing music from somewhere else, and this being an activity we do alone yet not alone really struck me. It does feel like something so personal, almost like a secret you’re privy to. It only just occurred to me that others have these moment too. Another beautiful piece Silvio!
Thank you so much, Michelle, for your nice words. My guitar playing could use some brushing up, I guess. Hopefully, it's like going on a bike -- it comes back immediately. I think you captured right there the essence of what I'm trying to do with my writing. For me, it's a little like writing a letter to myself. :)
Every time I read your writing I feel like you’re speaking directly to me. To something deep in my soul. So many little flickers that feel kindred.
Savouring the sound of solitude is just profound. Not silence. But solitude. Those soft sounds that are missed in crowds or chaos or even companionship. I can picture it exactly in my head and share you love for those moments.
Some of my best childhood memories were waking early on a Saturday morning and hearing my Dad’s muffled tones in the kitchen making his third cup of coffee and knowing it was Saturday and there were people in the home and murmurs about.
Thank you for sharing this :) good luck with the guitar
Thank you so much, Tommy, for this thoughtful comment. I'm glad my writing does this to you. I think this is one of the best things you could say to a writer: that their writing feels like they're speaking directly to you. And thank you for sharing that delicate memory of your childhood: it feels so nice just reading it. :)
Nice job anchoring the piece in Satellite of Love. Such a good song. Here’s a cover version you might enjoy (if you like country grunge as interpreted by a German band): https://youtu.be/BWns_kwwV6o?si=XZomxc4xt6Kb7k7b
Fun fact: the guitarist is related to Django Rheinhardt.
Thank you, Michael. Interesting rendition. Love the guitars and the effects. Thanks for sharing this. It sounds almost like there's more than one guitar. Or maybe it's just overdubbing in the studio. Yes, SOL is such a simple, great song. One of those life soundtracks that I'll never get tired of. :) (on your fun fact: is he really? Some serious DNA at play here :))
Another delightful stroll through your world, inner and outer. I too love walking, and somehow the act of walking seems to make even big cities feel smaller, more manageable, less daunting. Walking, guitars, Dylan, simple questions and answers. I think you're right that we overcomplicate the whole thing.
Silvio, I think by now you have noticed that I tend to batch your essays so that my indulgence in your words feels like a hearty meal (Aperitivo, antipasti, primi, secondi, dolce).
Funnily enough, I was thinking today about how often we complicate things in the pursuit of depth. Sometimes the depth is found in the aciton and not the thinking. That's what I walk away from in this piece at least.
So, did you pick up a guitar, Silvio? That might be THE question after all... haha finally catching up and glad to be reading with attention to your writing, so deep and thoughtful coming from mundane moments. What great musings around complicated questions and their importance, thoroughly enjoyed reading it, and reminded me that I have to get better at asking questions. If you have any advice please let me know ;)
I did pick it up, yes. So glad you found this piece enjoyable and it made you think. As for the advice, you know me: I usually have no advice lol. Asking the right questions is really hard. Thank you for being here.
I love your ability to tie a small moment into the meaning of life and then back again to your experience. We should probably ask you to play the guitar during one of our writing meetings. The idea of hearing music from somewhere else, and this being an activity we do alone yet not alone really struck me. It does feel like something so personal, almost like a secret you’re privy to. It only just occurred to me that others have these moment too. Another beautiful piece Silvio!
Thank you so much, Michelle, for your nice words. My guitar playing could use some brushing up, I guess. Hopefully, it's like going on a bike -- it comes back immediately. I think you captured right there the essence of what I'm trying to do with my writing. For me, it's a little like writing a letter to myself. :)
Silvio, this was lovely.
Every time I read your writing I feel like you’re speaking directly to me. To something deep in my soul. So many little flickers that feel kindred.
Savouring the sound of solitude is just profound. Not silence. But solitude. Those soft sounds that are missed in crowds or chaos or even companionship. I can picture it exactly in my head and share you love for those moments.
Some of my best childhood memories were waking early on a Saturday morning and hearing my Dad’s muffled tones in the kitchen making his third cup of coffee and knowing it was Saturday and there were people in the home and murmurs about.
Thank you for sharing this :) good luck with the guitar
Thank you so much, Tommy, for this thoughtful comment. I'm glad my writing does this to you. I think this is one of the best things you could say to a writer: that their writing feels like they're speaking directly to you. And thank you for sharing that delicate memory of your childhood: it feels so nice just reading it. :)
Nice job anchoring the piece in Satellite of Love. Such a good song. Here’s a cover version you might enjoy (if you like country grunge as interpreted by a German band): https://youtu.be/BWns_kwwV6o?si=XZomxc4xt6Kb7k7b
Fun fact: the guitarist is related to Django Rheinhardt.
Thank you, Michael. Interesting rendition. Love the guitars and the effects. Thanks for sharing this. It sounds almost like there's more than one guitar. Or maybe it's just overdubbing in the studio. Yes, SOL is such a simple, great song. One of those life soundtracks that I'll never get tired of. :) (on your fun fact: is he really? Some serious DNA at play here :))
Another delightful stroll through your world, inner and outer. I too love walking, and somehow the act of walking seems to make even big cities feel smaller, more manageable, less daunting. Walking, guitars, Dylan, simple questions and answers. I think you're right that we overcomplicate the whole thing.
Thank you, Rick. I know, right? What if we do? As a species, I mean. I wonder how many lifetimes it'd take to find out. :)
Silvio, I think by now you have noticed that I tend to batch your essays so that my indulgence in your words feels like a hearty meal (Aperitivo, antipasti, primi, secondi, dolce).
Funnily enough, I was thinking today about how often we complicate things in the pursuit of depth. Sometimes the depth is found in the aciton and not the thinking. That's what I walk away from in this piece at least.
LOL Camilo! I love this parallel. :)
Yes, "Sometimes the depth is found in the action and not the thinking". I couldn't agree more.
Gosh, I love Satellite of Love.
"Who hasn’t read The Hitchhiker’s Guide?"
Me. I'll fix this soon, I swear.
LOL yes, you should! And you'll love it.
(Thank you!)
So, did you pick up a guitar, Silvio? That might be THE question after all... haha finally catching up and glad to be reading with attention to your writing, so deep and thoughtful coming from mundane moments. What great musings around complicated questions and their importance, thoroughly enjoyed reading it, and reminded me that I have to get better at asking questions. If you have any advice please let me know ;)
I did pick it up, yes. So glad you found this piece enjoyable and it made you think. As for the advice, you know me: I usually have no advice lol. Asking the right questions is really hard. Thank you for being here.
Haha yeah just kidding a bit about the advice, and glad you did pick up the guitar!!