“He raises his eyebrows at me, his look speculative. Snow Patrol blaring in my ears, I set off into the opal and aquamarine dusk.” Witchcraft by Frank Sinatra I wave and don’t stop for the inquisition. She nearly drops her shopping when she sees me. “Kate is walking from her car as I head out of the door. “Then we're out into the bright Seattle May morning.” What If This Storm Ends?, part one of The Lightning Strike by Snow Patrol “‘Gotta love Bruce,’ he grins at me and eases the car out of the parking space, and up the steep ramp where we pause for the barrier. With the flick of a switch, Bruce Springsteen surrounds us. He places his bag in the space behind our seats, presses a button, and the roof slowly reclines. “He starts the ignition, and the engine roars behind us. I have never fitted in anywhere and now…” I'm On Fire by Bruce Springsteen This song used to mean so much to me, that’s because I’m a misfit. “Amy Studt is singing in my ear about misfits. His playing is stunning……I listen enraptured.” Misfit by Amy Studt His expression is sad and forlorn, like the music. The lilting notes of the piano, a sad sweet lament……Christian is at the piano, completely lost in the music he’s playing. How appropriate.” Adagio from J S Bach’s Concerto in D Minor after Alessandro Marcello, BWV 974, played by James Rhodes “He presses a button, and the Kings of Leon start singing.
Christian pulls out on to SW Park Avenue, and he drives with easy, lazy confidence.” Sex On Fire by Kings Of Leon Oh wow… all my senses are in disarray, so this is doubly affecting. The car interior is filled with the sweetest, most magical music of two women singing. “He starts the engine and reverses out of his space in the parking lot. Flower Duet from Act One of the opera Lakmé by Léo Delibes
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