| And it was everybody’s pain all at once — not the melodramatic pain of the ooh-I’m-suffering type, but the real thing, the one that’s always somewhere in you looking for a way to get out. You could tell that what Michael got out of The Departing of a Dream had something to do with the fact that his own self is now lost to him forever, but how could the rest of us, there under the dark clouds, not feel like there was much more at stake? It was like we were feeding each other: Michael would sing a long, deep note, and we would hear it, and the eerie reverberation & echo that proceeded from the note was somehow our contribution to the piece. Toward the end of the first song he made a sound with his tongue that sounded just like a guitar imitating an airplane. It was downright ghostly. |