Sunday, March 15, 2009

The Blues

The magic of the blues is that it makes a plus of life's inevitable minuses, celebrates our inherent weaknesses, forgives us our failings and reminds us that we are all in the end very much the same. Accepting our own flaws allows us to enjoy them in those around us; the closest friendships are built on accepted flaws.



If you commune with the blues you don't need a priest and every artist with the gift is your personal philosopher. In the blues, the most common life is made glorious by just completing the course; human pathos provides the obstacles and all earn a gold metal who can learn to enjoy the struggle of clearing each hurdle, never slowing when some are missed.

The blues teaches us that in life sorrow is the cake, pleasure the icing and neither worth having alone.

Eileen Harrison observed the other day that our generation was afflicted by the television world we grew up in. It left us with unrealistic expectations and unprepared to find the rewards inherent in real life. If we grew up with the twist, we are likely to be happier if we go out with the blues. If that sounds depressing then you don't understand, it is the other way around.