Words are so often inapropriate, empty in the face of the reality that they hope to convey. Frustrated we turn to the muse of music to convey those emotions and to unlock those doors to our hearts.
Certain songs, certain voices have the power in their words and in their melodies to pick the padlocks to our guarded emotions.
To let things be as they are.
To free the caged bird
Lhasa had that power, Lhasa had that grace, Lhasa had that beauty..
Here is a version one of her songs, in celebration of her life.
May she rest in peace..
P.S For this fourth in the series, I am accompanied by the violinist Rodrigo D’erasmo.