The other day my partner and I were doing errands and a piece came on my iPod that I cheerfully pointed out was the music I wanted to be played at my funeral.
It's October, so we can talk about this stuff right?
The piece is by Vaughan Williams and is called Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis.
First off, it's a long'un, which I feel is appropriate because I do plan on living to be 152 and a half. As for the body of it: The theme dawns, rises, fades, wanders, pairs, rises, fades, wanders, rises, peaks, backs up, peaks again and fades finally with abject longing--the story of my life, or at least, being in one of those fade/wander spots at the moment, I hope it turns out to be the story of my life.
I take hope in a music so close to the melody of my own heart that finds the path back to miraculous crescendos by way of its own mournful wanderings.
And one more thing: I want to be cremated and put into a ghost urn--the purple one please.
Being as sleep deprived as I am, you didn't really think we could end on such a serious note, did you?
Boo,
