September, Now It’s Gone

The falling temperature in my home has told me that September is gone – as if I hadn’t already realised. That must mean that it is time for my now regular (well, third) monthly round up of last month’s posts. I live in hope that you may find one – or some – that you missed first time round and can’t wait to acquaint yourself with. As for hoping that you might be encouraged to revisit a post you’ve already seen – too much? Let’s be realistic here – but I won’t stop you!

I began September with my trawl through the verbiage from the previous month – all with clickable links in case you’re desperately seeking something for your insomnia:

August And Everything, After

I had two attempts at posting that as WordPress, in its infinite wisdom, decided that I had posted it sixteen hours earlier than I actually did, which had the effect of moving it into oblivion on their Reader page. A small tip here: if you don’t already follow your own blog, you should, as it enables you to check that all is working as intended with email notifications and the Reader. In case you didn’t get the reference, the title for that post was ‘adapted’ from the first album by the Counting Crows: the comma, of which I was extremely proud, was all my own work.

As there were five Tuesdays in September there were, as if by magic, five Tuesday Tunes posts. I began with:

Tuesday Tunes 24: Strength

which featured music by Elton John, Bruce Springsteen, Shawn Colvin and Tom Petty.

Next up was:

Tuesday Tunes 25: New Music – Part 1

in which there were Cat Stevens/Yusuf, Kate Rusby, Carolina Story, Caroline Jones and Molly Tuttle.

Then came:

Tuesday Tunes 26: New Music – Part 2

In that one, we heard from The Chicks, Walk Off The Earth (three versions!), Molly Tuttle (again!), Old Crow Medicine Show and Bruce Springsteen (also again – sometimes it’s hard to keep my favourites out!).

I followed that by going back – for just one week – to a theme drawn from the previous week’s news:

Tuesday Tunes 27: Six

which included music from the Tom Robinson Band, Ry Cooder, The Wallflowers, Steve Earle and the Rolling Stones.

My final Tuesday Tunes post for September started off what I plan as a mini-series, going back to the tunes of my younger years. This will comprise songs from the 60s and 70s – the first was imaginatively called:

Tuesday Tunes 28: The Sixties – Part 1

and featured songs from The Love Affair, The Herd, The Kinks, The Beatles and Traffic. As I said in that post, this was an all-British selection, but future posts will include music from across the pond – looking ahead to my list of future possibles, there is a very strong American contingent in there! The more observant of you may have noticed that I’ve reminded you of the music shared in each of those posts. This was a suggestion made on last month’s review, and it struck me as a good idea. Thank you, Jim – now you have no excuse not to revisit some of these!

There was also a musical theme for my tribute to those lost and bereaved on 9/11/2001:

Remembering 9/11 

The centrepiece of that post is a stunningly beautiful song by Mary Chapin Carpenter, whose music always speaks to and from the heart. The song was prompted by a broadcast MCC heard of an interview with a first responder, and I defy anyone to watch the video and listen to it without a tear in the eye.

You may also have seen a couple of health-related posts:

 Migraine Awareness Week

and

Mental Health Still Matters.

Both of these are important topics for me: the posts were reworkings of things I have written in previous years, as I feel strongly that their points remain valid and merit re-emphasising.

My birthday fell (from a great height) during the month, and I ran a couple of posts to ‘celebrate.’ The first of these was:

A Year In History

which was a newly edited version of a piece I originally posted in 2013 to mark my 60th birthday, with a collection of events and videos from the year of my birth. As the title suggests, it was a year with a fair bit of history in it!

The other birthday post was:

Birthday Celebrations

in which I edited a previous post about the grand day out my daughters gave me to mark my 60th and added in a new piece about this year’s event, in the year of Covid. It was different, but was still a lot of fun!

To save you counting, that made a total of eleven posts in September – an almost unheard of total for me! Hopefully there was something in there for you to enjoy.

I can’t close this review without a thank you. It goes to all of you who have read, liked, and commented on my posts. This has been my most successful year in terms of all three of those measures since 2015: last year was the best of the past four, and this year I had overtaken all of those numbers by 20 September. The icing on the cake was that September gave me my highest monthly total of page views since 2015, way in excess of most months since then! A heartfelt thank you – without you, I’d be sending this stuff into a vacuum. I thoroughly enjoy our interactions: long may that continue.

One final point. I mentioned earlier that I had adapted an album title for last month’s round up post – this month’s title is also borrowed and adapted. Brownie points for anyone who can tell me where it came from. No prizes, though, just the satisfaction of knowing that you have found your way into the weird recesses of my mind.

Till next time…

Remembering 9/11

I posted this last year on the Facebook page for this blog, and shared it here too. It will be on the Facebook page again, as my posts are automatically linked to there. No matter where we are from, it is impossible to comprehend the awfulness of that day, a day which has shaped so much of what has happened since then.

Today is the 19th anniversary of 9/11. Like most, I guess, I can remember exactly where I was on that fateful day, when so many innocent people were murdered and the world changed for ever. For us in the UK, this happened just before 2pm. The guy in the next office rushed in saying ‘you have to see this!’ We spent the next hour or so transfixed with horror at what was unfolding on his computer screen, watching the BBC live news. Work was forgotten for a time, and seemed so inconsequential by comparison.

To honour those who lost their lives, and all those whose heroic efforts helped so many others, I’m dedicating this song to them. An explanation of the song is on Songfacts, and I’m repeating it here as background:

“Grand Central Station is a train terminal in New York City, and a bustling hub of activity. It’s a majestic building where amid the din, travelers can find moments of reflection, as so many journeys started or ended there.

Mary Chapin Carpenter wrote the song after hearing an interview with an iron worker who was one of the first on the scene after the September 11, 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center. The interview aired on a New York City radio station on the first anniversary of the attacks, and it brought Chapin Carpenter to tears. “Those first few days there at ground zero, he felt it was a very holy place,” she told NPR. “When his shifts were over, he felt this lifeforce was somehow asking for his help, and when he would leave his shift he figured, whoever wants to go, I’ll take him with me, and he’d find himself just going to Grand Central Station, standing on the platform, and figuring whoever wanted to go home could just catch the train home.”

Chapin Carpenter immediately started writing the song, and had it finished three days later.”

Whatever you are doing today, I hope you can find four minutes to watch this video. The song is beautiful, and some of the images are almost impossibly heartbreaking.

Today is a day for reflection. A day to put aside differences. A day to shed a tear for humanity.

9/11

I’ve just posted this on the Facebook page for this blog, and want to share it with a wider audience. No matter where we are from, it is impossible to comprehend the horrors of that day, a day which has shaped so much of what has happened since then:

Today is the 18th anniversary of 9/11. Like most, I guess, I can remember exactly where I was on that fateful day, when so many innocent people were murdered and the world changed for ever. To honour those who lost their lives, and all those whose heroic efforts helped so many others, I’m dedicating my #SongOfTheDay to them. An explanation of this song is on Songfacts, and I’m repeating it here as background:

“Grand Central Station is a train terminal in New York City, and a bustling hub of activity. It’s a majestic building where amid the din, travelers can find moments of reflection, as so many journeys started or ended there.

Mary Chapin Carpenter wrote the song after hearing an interview with an iron worker who was one of the first on the scene after the September 11, 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center. The interview aired on a New York City radio station on the first anniversary of the attacks, and it brought Chapin Carpenter to tears. “Those first few days there at ground zero, he felt it was a very holy place,” she told NPR. “When his shifts were over, he felt this lifeforce was somehow asking for his help, and when he would leave his shift he figured, whoever wants to go, I’ll take him with me, and he’d find himself just going to Grand Central Station, standing on the platform, and figuring whoever wanted to go home could just catch the train home.”

Chapin Carpenter immediately started writing the song, and had it finished three days later.”

A day for reflection. To shed a tear for humanity.