Father and Daughter
Jun. 18th, 2006 08:00 pmIt's funny. This is my 15th Father's Day observance with me as a father (the 16th if you count the kid in utero), and I still haven't quite gotten used to the concept of me being the honoree rather than the honoror. Whether that's a function of my never-ending attempt to hold on to youth, or my conflicted feelings about my own father's influence on my own life, I'm not sure. I just know that it doesn't come as naturally to me as does a birthday or even an anniversary (which I haven't had all that many more of).
This year helped. The gift was Paul Simon's newest album, Surprise. It played to me on a number of levels. Simplest, the music. I love what he's done with his talents over the years. For one who entered our consciousness around the same time as Sir Paul McCartney, whose 64th birthday caused us mostly to look back, this new album proves thatSir The Other Paul is still putting out amazing, relevant and musically interesting stuff in the here and in the now.
Nostalgiacally, although I doubt Eleanor remembered, this weekend marks the second anniversary of our seeing Paul, and that other guy he used to sing with, in concert here in Buffalo. Here's my blog entry from back then which tried to bring home just how meaningful it was to see this particular pairing, back together again as Old Friends, once in our lifetimes.
But what really nailed the gift as an observance of this particular holiday was the last track, which is shared for any who want it here-
http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=B8836D0C6D5D1255
- in which Paul speaks of the love between his own heart and his own daughter. Making the connection even closer is that Paul's son Adrian- born the same year as our daughter- sings backup on this remarkable tribute to his own sister, which goes like this:
If you leap awake
In the mirror of a bad dream
And for a fraction of a second
You can't remember where you are
Just open your window
And follow your memory upstream
To the meadow in the mountain
Where we counted every falling star
I believe the light that shines on you
Will shine on you forever
And though I can't guarantee
There's nothing scary hiding under your bed
I’m gonna stand guard
Like a postcard of a Golden Retriever
And never leave till I leave you
With a sweet dream in your head
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loves his daughter more than I love you
Trust your intuition
It's just like going fishing
You cast your line
And hope you're getting a bite
But you don't need to waste your time
Worrying about the market place
Try to help the human race
Struggling to survive its harshest night
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loves his daughter more than I love you
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loves his daughter more than I love you
Happy Fathers Day to the fathers, and the daughters, and the sons.
This year helped. The gift was Paul Simon's newest album, Surprise. It played to me on a number of levels. Simplest, the music. I love what he's done with his talents over the years. For one who entered our consciousness around the same time as Sir Paul McCartney, whose 64th birthday caused us mostly to look back, this new album proves that
Nostalgiacally, although I doubt Eleanor remembered, this weekend marks the second anniversary of our seeing Paul, and that other guy he used to sing with, in concert here in Buffalo. Here's my blog entry from back then which tried to bring home just how meaningful it was to see this particular pairing, back together again as Old Friends, once in our lifetimes.
But what really nailed the gift as an observance of this particular holiday was the last track, which is shared for any who want it here-
http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=B8836D0C6D5D1255
- in which Paul speaks of the love between his own heart and his own daughter. Making the connection even closer is that Paul's son Adrian- born the same year as our daughter- sings backup on this remarkable tribute to his own sister, which goes like this:
If you leap awake
In the mirror of a bad dream
And for a fraction of a second
You can't remember where you are
Just open your window
And follow your memory upstream
To the meadow in the mountain
Where we counted every falling star
I believe the light that shines on you
Will shine on you forever
And though I can't guarantee
There's nothing scary hiding under your bed
I’m gonna stand guard
Like a postcard of a Golden Retriever
And never leave till I leave you
With a sweet dream in your head
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loves his daughter more than I love you
Trust your intuition
It's just like going fishing
You cast your line
And hope you're getting a bite
But you don't need to waste your time
Worrying about the market place
Try to help the human race
Struggling to survive its harshest night
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loves his daughter more than I love you
I'm gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loves his daughter more than I love you
Happy Fathers Day to the fathers, and the daughters, and the sons.