This is not the one designed for Acoustic Avalon
This is a 12 string / 6 string combo
From time to time I am reminded by my wife of something that didn’t happen nineteen years ago. She can’t let it go and I can’t change the past. Typically, this happens after a few drinks, after I have gone to bed, and is often associated with her watching the movie, Alien.
I don’t know how Alien is associated in her mind with the event. It may have to do with her admiration for Sigourney Weaver’s character, Ripley. A lot of women have a fascination with Ripley, I think. My wife tells me that it is her “kick ass, take charge” attitude that attracts her. Ripley is certainly a strong female character; stronger than any of the men but the android.
Most of the time I am awakened by the blare of the television and go to the den to ask L to turn it down, or off and come to bed. It is then that I am given what for about the past sin. Of course, there is nothing I can do to change the past, and there is really no way to make up for it in the present or future. I just have to endure her scathe.
I have heard Alien at least a dozen times, and seen it several. In fact, I can quote many of the next lines now. One I use away from the den is, “Oh, Man! I didn’t sign on for this, Man.” a line uttered by a space marine facing the Alien monster mother. I imagine that we have all had times when that line would have been perfect.
Appeasing someone we love for a past injury is never easy. Sometimes it is impossible. My wife has had a lot of disappointments and unmet dreams in her life, and I and my marriage to L are the reason for some of them. She wanted to travel and see the world, and that is not very compatible with the usual medical career. She and our older daughter did go to Europe in the mid-‘80s, and though she enjoyed it, she would have liked to have made the trip with me. She had plans to open a business at one point, and my career path changed and she wasn’t able to do that.
The sin of omission is much worse than any of these things.
Last evening we went to Wayfarer Chapel, a small church belonging to a Unity congregation, and saw and heard Acoustic Avalon. This was our first time to hear them and the couple gave a fabulous performance. He plays guitar and she is a cellist. One of his instruments is a double necked guitar that he designed. It is unusual in that one of the necks is a banjo. Both the guitar and banjo have extra strings. The most amazing thing is that he has worked out a technique for playing both necks at the same time. I watched closely and I still don’t know how he does it.
She is a very accomplished cellist, and much of their performance featured pieces that they wrote. She comes from a long line of musicians, one of whom, her grandfather, designed and built instruments that are in a museum now. They played everything from Celtic music to Bohemian Rhapsody to Stairway to Heaven on guitar and cello. She was the storyteller, and told us that they played half a mile deep in a salt mine in Germany, and later this summer are going to play in a rubber boat in an ice cave in the Faroe Islands. She invited us all to come along. Of course, we would be paying our own way.
So, today is Mother’s Day, and L watched Alien last night.
She was obviously anticipating disappointment.