‘Tis the season to be jolly! (it’s compulsory apparently)
Also, that time of the year when we look back on what transpired.
Lists are compiled in magazines and on websites of the “best of the year” in various fields and genres, to mark the achievements that signified the 360-odd days thus far.
Day by day, we tread our narrow path, in small steps.
Hindsight is a virtue alright, and as you, and I, look back at the path through the tunnel that was the year almost gone, I hope we reflect on happenings and memories with a wider, wiser viewpoint.
And that if we didn’t achieve all of our goals, there was progress rather than perfection.
Okay, we can turn back around now, and keep plodding on…
In my last post Not An Oncoming Train ,I touched briefly on the themes of despair and hope.
Today’s post offers up the soundtrack to my musings.
Ex-Pulp member Richard Hawley has, since leaving that band, carved a sweet career niche in noir-ish vintage music styles that sound like they were recorded pre-1960 .
This track is no exception.
However, his theme is all despair and zero hope.
There’s even train sounds at the end to reinforce the sense of grim destiny (spoiler alert!)
But impending doom has never sounded so sweet…
“The light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train”
You’ve probably heard this saying before; amusing yes, cynical definitely!
The problem though, is that if you are trapped in a never ending tunnel, figuratively speaking, you do not expect to see light again, and even faint hope can look like something that will betray and smash you to pieces.
But what if it is not a train?
What if it really is the end of darkness?
The belief that the light is real and is not in fact a threat is called HOPE .