From: owner-basia-digest@smoe.org (basia-digest) To: basia-digest@smoe.org Subject: basia-digest V3 #174 Reply-To: basia@smoe.org Sender: owner-basia-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-basia-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk X-To-Unsubscribe: Send mail to "basia-digest-request@smoe.org" X-To-Unsubscribe: with "unsubscribe" as the body. basia-digest Wednesday, August 19 1998 Volume 03 : Number 174 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: Re: Conductors and Basia [Whipple930@aol.com] Re: Unrelated to Basia....momentarily [Whipple930@aol.com] Re: basia-digest V3 #173 [Richard216@aol.com] THE COPERNICAN CHRONICLES: For this simple case of longing ["Ashoke S. Ta] Re: basia-digest V3 #173 ["Ashoke S. Talukdar" ] Re: Unrelated to Basia....momentarily [The1wall@aol.com] Re: Basia-related plates ["Diane F. Fisli" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 00:11:05 EDT From: Whipple930@aol.com Subject: Re: Re: Conductors and Basia In a message dated 8/17/98 7:44:19 AM, you wrote: <> Six week ago I could not spell drummer. Now I are one. Mike ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 00:18:56 EDT From: Whipple930@aol.com Subject: Re: Unrelated to Basia....momentarily In a message dated 8/17/98 11:45:11 AM, you wrote: <> Ok Kari, well you will most likely not believe this but the guitarist from the hard rock band Guns N Roses , Slash has a classical / jazz cd out and it is very good. I know how strange this sounds but he is a excellent player. The cd has a lot of origins in the classical side and is fast. It is really a departure from the metal he played with G-n-R. Mike ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 16:00:36 EDT From: Richard216@aol.com Subject: Re: basia-digest V3 #173 Richard from Elyria will start working on New Day for You. It is hard but I think I can get it. :-0 More later ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 16:01:12 -0400 From: "Ashoke S. Talukdar" Subject: THE COPERNICAN CHRONICLES: For this simple case of longing I believe that the best vacations are those where life itself prevaricates in ways beyond our grasp to make us put the brakes on. It is a signal to stop and take stock. Last Sunday I received news that my mother would be undergoing tests for a possible, chronic condition, whose details I won't bore you with. The prospect of an essentially uncurable condition was somewhat complicated by her age which puts her in a "risk" group for other complications. Thus life had prevaricated. Last night, my fears were put to rest - the tests were all negative. I rarely find opportunities to reminesce. But sometimes you just have to. I do, however, believe that events in ones life somehow always manage to string together to make some sense. Someday, this too shall make some sense... I have mentioned before that one of my favorite Basia songs is "Yearning". This chronicle is all about trains, remembrances, travelling, Bergman and "Yearning". ________________________________________ Some of my most peaceful childhood memories are those of travelling to our family home, out in the country, where we retired for several weeks every summer. I remember being on the train, staring out of the window at the apparent anomaly of having the horizon move with us while the trees nearby seemed to rush in the opposite direction. I remember also, my mom singing, something she rarely does, in spite of having a beautiful voice. There is a song in every journey. She found hers, each time on her way home. My earliest memories of being in the US go back to 1984 when I was in Florida visiting my cousin. My mother and I made a month long vacation out of it. Being terrified of flying, my father had decided to abstain from the trip. Although many of those memories are now sketchy, I do remember one evening very vividly. The week, since we had arrived in Boca Raton, had been a dry scorching summer heat-spell. When it finally rained, the first thing that struck me was the smell of moisture on dry earth. This is one aroma that is universal. It reminds me of home anywhere. It did then as it does to this day. But there were other sights and smells that had fascinated a 15 year old, who had felt at a loss to describe then, these unwritten traits of a land that you will not find in books. However, now as I drive home everyday, I often fail to notice the emotional and tactile immunity that I seem to have developed to these same stimuli that I had once found fascinating. I find it hard to fathom what "Yearning" means to me, at least when it comes to the context of home. Over the years I have felt "homeless" on occasions such as these, having yearned for the need to be with those ties to the past whose presence I am grateful for. But by the same token a visit to India has occasionally felt like "distant travel" in the recent few years. Surely, Basia was talking about the illusive middle ground between the two that we seem to miss. Or was she? Every journey we go on is filled with pieces of home we take with us - a toothbrush, a picture, an iron, an item of clothing or, perhaps, even the familiar and comforting smell of cedar chips in our winter clothes. Not necessarily to remind us of home but to keep our environment more or less continuous so we can find some comfort there. For even the most free of spirits needs to rest occasionally. So indeed we make an attempt to "make everything seem like home left behind". However, I think the real yearning in that song is elsewhere. After all, the effort to try and maintain the environment is not just a human endeavor; it is ubiquitous throughout the animal kingdom. It does, however, become a cause for some heartache, when we succeed, but only partially. Then we have bit of home, a different home, that we leave behind in each place and do so rather exclusively. There is rarely, if ever, any hope of carrying THIS piece of home with us on the journeys we are yet to embark on. These are the pieces we yearn for and the pieces we cannot have. I might add that there is a degree of affectionate nostalgia that is associated with all such yearning, whose existence I find somewhat ironic. Were it not for these memories, there would be no fond remembrances and were it not for the fond remembrances, there would be no yearning. I believe THIS, in essence, is where our endeavors fail - in our inability to separate the self from the surrounding. But it is also a quality that makes us who we are. I am reminded of the movie "Wild Strawberries" (Ingmar Bergman), which seems to describle effortlessly on camera, what I am struggling to do in words. These memories, these pieces of a home that we create in our mind, somewhere in the past, on some journey, are like wild strawberries. They grow in the most unlikely places and there lush presence and abundance, when we do find them, suprise us, but only in the moment. The little surprises then disappear from the surface of consciousness to stay dormant within us. Someday, when we encounter them again, the thoughts, the smells, the sights and the sounds associated with them, resurface with spectacular clarity. But much like the wild strawberries, these stimuli are forever reserved into the confines of our memories. THESE are the pieces of home from the past that are to stay with us forever, but are never to be retrieved. Peace, Ashoke. ________________________________________________________________ Ashoke S. Talukdar | When the darkness takes you talukdar@morph.ebme.cwru.edu | with her hand across your face Home : 216-381-5872 | Don't give in too quickly Imaging Lab : 216-368-8812 | Find the things she's erased MetroHealth : 216-778-8987 | Find the line, find the face Pager : 216-670-5872 | Through the grain... Cellular : 216-317-7079 | Fax : 216-368-4969 | Suzanne Vega ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 16:20:15 -0400 From: "Ashoke S. Talukdar" Subject: Re: basia-digest V3 #173 There you go Ms. Evans!! Time for you and I to start prepping those vocal chords. And Ms. "Diva Las" Martin, time to cook a different kind of sauce. Watch out, fellow drivers, here we come!! >At 04:00 PM 8/18/98 EDT, you wrote: > >Richard from Elyria will start working on New Day for You. It is hard but I >think I can get it. :-0 More later > > ________________________________________________________________ Ashoke S. Talukdar | When the darkness takes you talukdar@morph.ebme.cwru.edu | with her hand across your face Home : 216-381-5872 | Don't give in too quickly Imaging Lab : 216-368-8812 | Find the things she's erased MetroHealth : 216-778-8987 | Find the line, find the face Pager : 216-670-5872 | Through the grain... Cellular : 216-317-7079 | Fax : 216-368-4969 | Suzanne Vega ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 16:43:54 -0400 From: "Denis Kosar" Subject: Until you come back to me Well another radio station comment this morning. I was listening to WQCD 101.9 in New York and at 6:30 AM I heard the only Basia song that they ever play these days; "Until you come back to me". After the song was over, Pat Prescott, the DJ , said, that was Basia and when will she come back to me? I do wish she would make something new. It's been a real long long long time since she has. Just thought I would pass the gloom and doom on to the rest of you. Denis with one "N" ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 20:12:49 EDT From: The1wall@aol.com Subject: Re: Unrelated to Basia....momentarily Thanks a bunch Mike! I'll check that out asap!!! - -Kari ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1998 19:42:56 -0700 From: "Diane F. Fisli" Subject: Re: Basia-related plates Sheryl asked curiously: >Anyone have any Basia-related things on their plates/tags? My license plate frame sez "I'D RATHER BE AT http://peterwhite.com" :) It was a struggle to get across the point to the 60-ish fellow at the counter of this printing place that I *wanted* the last part in lower case letters. He didn't understand, but the frame came out really great, and thankfully has survived being rear-ended (car was parked, I was not in it) by some dummy driving at night without her lights on. My car-car was totaled but I managed to salvage the license plate frame. It now proudly adorns my 3rd monster big ugly old station wagon (which I love!). Most of my friends have Neil Diamond-related license plates/frames. :) Rochelle, if you would like a link, there's one up above! Ashoke commented: >And here I thought that I was the only one who was willing to change my >religion for the sake of good food! ROTFLMAO!!! My soup is a "religious experience", I must immodestly admit! ;) TTFN! --Di. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have a successful home business on the Internet! If you know someone who needs RELIABLE, affordable internet access, or who wants to make some money with a terrific business of their own on the internet, LET ME KNOW! dfisli@flash.net - http://musicats.com/flash.htm - 213/381-6367 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ------------------------------ End of basia-digest V3 #174 ***************************