“Sunday Memories” – Original Guitar Instrumental
Saint Dominic’s Roman Catholic Church:
Heritage United Methodist Church, Ligonier (Pa):
This was an ode of sorts to the past. Memories of Sundays. Sundays have been both uplifting and pessimistic for as long as I can remember. A heavily reflective day for me the questioning of “what is life” is always there. It is a day where I gauge where my life is at that moment, and where it’s taking me in the future.
I found this church while chaperoning a field trip to Washington, DC. As I sat in a Subway restaurant watching over eight ninth-grade boys who refused to pay the high price of food at the museum, I looked out the window there it was. The steeple. It seemed to be a sign of sorts. Towering into the sky on that sunny but cool March day, it was for that moment mine. It brought with it, many other memories. Those are mine to keep.
This was my Black Martin acoustic guitar plugged into my Scarlett Solo and my 2013 MacBook Pro using Reaper Software. The plugin I used was the Valhalla Shimmer. It’s truly an amazing reverb plug-in.
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The end result was a short but glorious musical dedication to the steeple that rekindled that which was mine.
There is no doubt that love can test and limit one’s ability to reason.
A wonderful description of this song comes from a friend of mine who wrote:
“…its like you are emerging from something very deep, but at the end there is a sense of peace or acceptance……really beautiful…..”
She is right. We can become angry over these situations and lose our sense of reality. Dwelling on the wasted years, the misunderstanding, and the frustration can be distracting and counterproductive to your mental and physical health.
The sense of peace she descbribes can soften the memories of being pushed aside for others. It will enable you to look at things with a more balanced perspective, seeing that both had a hand in the fall of the relationship.
Eventually, we move on becoming more forgiving eventually realizing that it was necessary so as not to be seen as vindictive or destructive to self or others. This is an area that many times gets overlooked: How are you seen by others when you are going through the trauma of a broken relationship? You may be surprised.
There can be no doubt that the darkness can be crippling affecting every aspect of your life. But, you will wake up one day and decided, finally, to reach down and find your balance. Then and only then will you wonder why you spent even one second in self-pity.
As the anniversary of 911 approaches I’ve begun to feel the emotions of that day. I broke down several times tonight while re-doing this video making it more fitting to what my original intentions were. This is a tribute to the greatest hero of all time.
He was brave enough to sacrifice his life and the lives of the passengers of United Arlines Flight 93 for the greater good of the United States of America. There is no entertainer, sports figure, or politician
who can even compare to the heroism of this man who acted as few on this earth ever would. I’ve driven by the entrance to the memorial site in Shanksville, Pennsylvannia countless times. Each time I feel it. We have the greatest country in the world and I for one will live the rest of my days remembering the bravery of an ordinary man who became extraordinary in a sitution where there was no other choice. Be proud of this nation that has given so much to so many.
MicroKorg Mini Synthesizer (HipHop setting)/M-Box/MacBook Pro/Reaper Software
Ibanez 8-String (Tuning CGCADGBE)/Fender Mustang III (Tight Metal Setting)/MacBook Pro/Reaper Software
Hero: a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities.
In Classical Mythology, a being of godlike prowess and beneficence who often came to be honored as a divinity.
In the Homeric period, a warrior-chieftain of special strength, courage, or ability. In later antiquity he would be defined as an immortal being or demigod.
My All-Time Hero and for whom I dedicate this music:
How important are the times you spend with someone you care for. A Sunday afternoon; a walk; the outdoors. How those times come back to us on days when our mind reaches back, desperate for something to hold onto.