The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

5 August 2007

The connections we make

"Stranger on the Shore," Mr. Acker Bilk's evocative clarinet piece that topped both British and American charts in 1962, has some truly-mournful qualities to it, but to one woman, it's the saddest song of all. It starts with a slumber party, and then:

Once the lights were out, we kept the radio on — very softly — while the get-together continued downstairs. I heard lots of songs on the radio that night, but for some reason "Stranger On The Shore" stuck in my brain, attaching itself to our musings on what adults did at parties and what it would be like when we grew up. We had all sorts of plans and ideas. And all of that talk was infused with the Acker Bilk music on the transistor radio.

How does so much stuff get wrapped up in an old song? Well, it does. I'm sure there's some kind of psychological, sound-memory thing firing off between my dendrit