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FROM ANDROMEDA AND BACK RADIO: SKIES THAT DO NOT FADE

I remember being in Chicago back in the day, listening to an FM rock station. After a bevy of alternative rock, the DJ suddenly put on the Waltz from Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake. At the art store where I worked, one of the young hipsters immediately yelled, "Tchaikovsky!" and began conducting with her hands. I'll never forget that moment. We had gone from, say, Throwing Muses to Tchaikovsky, and I remember thinking: How cool was that? Here was music making its own case. It didn't plead. It didn't demand. In its own way, it rocked. And then, after that glorious interlude, it was back to alternative rock. The funny thing was that the classical piece had not seemed out of place. It held its own. It brought to the table its own heft, its own weight. It wasn't preachy. It wasn't better than. It was simply another fiber in the fabric of the day. And maybe that's the way great music should be heard. Not fenced off by genre. Not placed behind glass. Not approa...
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TERRA FIRMA SOUNDTRACK: WHEN YOU HEAR IT YOU'LL KNOW!

The family.
Together.

How many more days would they be allowed this privilege?

They had been through the horror. They had confronted a darkness that seemed incapable of exhaustion, a terror that kept coming and coming and coming.

They did not turn away.
They did not abandon one another.
They stuck together.
They leaned on each other.

Family.
Together.

And this song was for them.

Not a song of triumph exactly. Not yet. There had been too much loss for that. Too much seen. Too much learned. Too much still waiting somewhere beyond the horizon.

But for this moment...

they were here.
They had one another.

And sometimes, after everything has been stripped away, that is the victory.

One never knows when the last gathering will be the last gathering. The last laugh. The last glance across the room. The last time everybody you love will occupy the same small patch of Earth at the same time.

You never know.
Neither did they.

So the music comes.

I could tell you what it is.
I could tell you why it belongs here.
But I don't think I will.

Because if you've traveled far enough with Gunz, Lucky and the others...

when the moment arrives...

you'll hear it.
And you'll know.

This song was for them.
The family.
Together.

More Terra Firma music: Playlist! Part One | Playlist: Part Two | Soundtrack: Part Three | Playlist: 4 | The Nylons Electrify "Remember" | Playlist: Part 5

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