Cavatina
(Stanley Myers)
Dedicated to Jan Creighton, Portland, Oregon
(Artwork "Deep Friends" by Nick Rumbelow)
All parts performed, arranged and produced by Nick Rumbelow
This piece of music has meant so much to me for so long. I abandoned piano lessons at an early age, and bought the sheet music for the piano arrangement and tried to learn every note by heart, one by one.It took a very long time and I never played it well, though I always felt it when I played it. As a result this became the only thing I could play.
For years I would play it over and over again, it brought me great comfort in the most darkest loniest days, of which there seemed too many when I was young. But this would make everything feel good again, just me and the music travelling through me, nothing else in the world.
Each time I played it on the piano I could always hear the orchestra in my mind. I would imagine how the strings would feel, how they would respond to meaning of the melody. This piece taught me about subtlety, about how harmony is supportive and how each part should find its place in the flow without craving its own attention.
Then when I learned how to use Propellerheads Reason to make music, I was finally able to bring what I had heard in my head for all those years into my ears for the first time, by being able to play the parts I loved and felt so well.
This was the first piece of music for me, it forged my love of music and taught me how to feel it, even though I couldn't express those feelings because my hands didn't convey what the heart was feeling. So it was the first music I tried to produce as I learned the new technology available to me.
I didn't know that while this piece was bringing me so much comfort, a woman I wouldn't meet for another 25 years, thousands of miles away was also listening to it, over and over again because of the comfort she so needed at that time, which this piece gave her like no other.
We finally met through a long line of true providence and by trusting that the right words will reach the minds of those who need them. Through Jan I found the courage to not be afraid of the words I want to share, to not be concerned about how those who didn't need them would respond to them or what they would think of me. Jan taught me the power of the written word, not for vanity or ego, rather how sincere, heartfelt words find their readers in their time. Jan taught me how to remove myself from the words which come, to be free from regret of missing opportunities. which is why I am writing this now, confident in the knowledge that others I share special coincidences with in her life would want to say to her too.
Life is short, words can last longer than the person who writes them, so it's important to take the time to let the people who matter know what they mean to you, and make sure they know want them to know while you can, not being held back by over-sentimentality. One day those sentiments will be the most precious gift you can give. Jan gave me that, and in doing so gave much to others she'll never meet.
That first time we met and she welcomed me into her home, I sat at her piano and this was the only piece I could play. I had no idea what this would mean to her, it was as though that moment was what a life's obsession with a single piece of music was leading to.
It was like life bringing her a message, a reassurance, that whatever happens, no matter how far away we are, no matter how much time goes by, we are reminded that what happened when we met, and what we understood about Life at that time was true, and our friendship lives forever.
Even though we are far away, Jan Creighton will always be one of the most important people in my life. I sometimes forget, sometimes I'm distracted, so this is here for Jan to always know how much she means to me, and to give her the faith and the strength to trust her instincts, to take joy in the coincidences and know that she is never alone, always loved.
This is intended as a reminder that in times of change, embrace the promise we know so well, and the growth it will lead to. All that's missing when we look for the reasons is the time when we can look back and see the pattern and the truth.
Something beautiful for someone beautiful. A true person, unavoidably honest and in the flow. Love the patterns Jan!
I hope Stanley Myers knows how much his music has shaped two lives, how his heart and mind in a moment's inspiration reached the hearts and minds of strangers he'll never meet. He taught me that the power of music is as strong as love itself, and music belongs to itself, and composers can only hope to listen to it's shape and give it the life it already has before it is ever heard. I hope he would like my interpretation.
I drew the artwork "Deep Friends" for you Jan, you know who they are. Thank you for being in my life.