Something about having a new trumpet-playing neighbor whose music wafts through my open windows makes me feel even more New York.

I get to create a whole back story for this person – perhaps they’ve always lived there, but they just started playing. Or maybe they are someone’s child who has just started taking music lessons or an out-of-town relative staying for an extended period. It doesn’t really matter, plus, the mystery of it all is part of the fun.

It reminds me of another set of windows where another instrument could be heard. During my sophomore year of college, I lived in a dorm that was part of a  pseudo-quad set up. A very talented drummer lived across the way in the dorm just diagonal from mine. It was the only kind of noise I didn’t mind distracting me from a paper or reading. In fact, I welcomed it.

Now, here I am, six years later, in my apartment in the city that was only a dream back then…

I have found it is natural for most artists to wax about other mediums. In my case, I am most taken by film and music. Since I have already shared one film post, I thought it was time to share some music.

Unfortunately, due to my WordPress space limitations, I cannot upload the actual song for you which is a damn shame because the true appreciation of this piece does not come from the lyrics alone. They’re relatively simplistic – “Ooh sweet lover, I got lost, I’ve got to get back home…” but when set to the striking, almost clashing guitars and the ethereal-haunting operatic female back up singer, the song really takes off.

Sometimes when I listen to it I feel like I’m in church – the kind of church where people would fully disclose their sins, specifically. People would probably openly weep and hold each in other in the pews. I would even accept someone being overcome by the image of Jesus in a frankincense holder and fainting. So this would be a Catholic church – that’s what I default to, I guess.

Simultaneously, I could see couples having extremely intense sex off to the side somewhere, almost like a kind of prayer to God. A religious and sexual (aren’t they almost the same thing sometimes?) ecstasy.

SIDENOTE: I went on a wild goose chase search for an appropriate religious/sexual ecstasy image and came up empty handed. Nothing fit exactly what I had in mind. Too bad I can’t paint or draw…

U2’s “With or Without You” video is probably a good visual representation of “Lost.” Thematically, they are very similar so the connection makes sense. The video is black and white, very head-thrown-back in throes of passion.

So, that’s my musical recommendation for the week. I hope to update with some more captivating lyrics soon.