"mb glad too see another George Harrison fan here,he was my favorite Beatle. I just saw a bio/movie about him,it was done by Martin Scorsese. Also George did play alot of acoustic music,he also really liked the ukalie."
I didn't know that about the ukalie, thanks. There's so much about George Harrioson that I admire . . . I liked his quiet mastery of the guitar, and I liked how he was able to play different instruments and different styles of music. I'm working on "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," and I love the chord changes that go from A to C#m to F#m to Bm--it's so challenging, at least to me.
But the thing that really really just . . . just devastates me, is that opening line. Gosh, I'm tearing up just thinking about. "I look . . . at you all . . . see the love . . . there that's sleeping. . . while my guitar gently weeps." That just kills me. Maybe because we are all filled with sleeping love, love that's been numbed by materialsm and greed and selfishness and racism and nationalism and the lust for power, and if our LOVE could just be awakened, if it could be roused and nurished and attended to, what a transformation would occur.
And I think that George was weeping because he wanted music to awaken people but he knew that most would continue to slumber or just smile at the pretty music and tap their feet but not get it. And I think of what Jesus said about how he used parables and why and he said,
"To you it has been granted to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not been granted. For whoever has, to him more shall be given, and he will have an abundance; but whoever does not have, even what he has shall be taken away from him. Therefore I speak to them in parables; because while seeing they do not see, and while hearing they do not hear, nor do they understand."
And I think about what Emily Gibbs says in the play "Our Town" -- "Oh Earth! You're too wonderful for anyone to realize you!" And then she asks, "Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? - every, every minute?" And the Stage Manager says, "Saints and poets maybe. They do. Some."
And George Harrison was a saint and poet. And it doesn't matter to me if George was a Christian or an athesit or a Hare Krisna or anything else, because titles don't matter; what matters is wisdom and understanding, and no religion or god or person or nation has a monopoly on that.
And I think what has my generation offered that matches "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" . . . . "Tears on my Guitar"? "Poker Face?" WTF!! Just melodramatic clap-trap or auto-tuned spectacle. And all done with a ironic snear that says, "Of course it's all about the money; what else is there, baby?"
Whew! You know I really appreciate the fact that you guys take the time to read these comments and care enough to reply. So much of everday life is just filled with baloney and you don't always get to tell people what you feel. I got a little carried away maybe. But you know what I mean, right?