February 2, 2011


In the summer of 1994, I was in Philadelphia. And had the great fortune of attending a folk festival there, which introduced me to the music of a singer I had not yet heard of. Her name was Sarah McLachlan. Yes. I talked about her before. And I love all of her music, but this piece here has always been my favourite. And yes, once more, I know what the song is meant to be about. And I don't care, because of this line, this one right here...
Into this night I wander/ it's morning that I dread/ another day of knowing of/ the path I fear to tread
Good night, everyone. And to the people of Egypt, good luck.