My posts during April form part of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge. My theme this year is Jazz and I've selected a variety of classics from across the board. I've mixed up the performers a bit though ...
Sitting on the sofa, not eating ice-cream but certainly feeling a tad grumpy while wondering what had gone wrong this time, Caro flipped the TV on and started to channel hop. Not paying attention to what was on the screen, Caro returned to undertaking a full post-mortem of her now-defunct relationship with Daniel.
There'd been no red flags, none of those qualities, habits or behaviour traits that appeared on her "never again" list, and a vast number of ticks against the "ideal" list. Yet, still, here she was again ... wondering why she was still single and why Daniel wanted her as a friend, even an occasional lover, just didn't want to settle down with her. If anyone had told her that great friendship plus great sexual compatibility wasn't the winning combination, she'd have told them not to be so stupid. And yet ... She knew that it was true, 'cos it wasn't just Daniel who'd felt there was something missing, she'd seen it too but had kept her eyes averted from the ugly fact.
Flicking the TV off - it wasn't providing any sort of distraction - she flicked her iPod onto shuffle and picked up a magazine. A bit of easy listening jazz was providing a suitable backdrop to interiors browsing, when Caro spotted exactly the tiles she'd been hunting for. Not that she was having any work done - yet - but she'd been saving like mad and doing a bit of planning along the way. They seemed a decent enough price so she tore out the page and - humming - went hunting for her "perfect bathroom" folder.
That's when Chrissie Hynde singing the words "... never lovers, ever friends ..." made her raise her head. She loved the song "I wish you love" but had never before heard this version. She stopped and listened to it, thinking how it was just perfect. It was exactly what she wished Daniel ... and what she believed he wished for her too. It's a funny old world sometimes ...
© 2017 Debra Carey
I first heard this performed by the honey-voiced Natalie Cole, but I couldn't resist the unexpected combination of Chrissie Hynde and a gentle love song.
The song has an interesting history. American lyricist Albert Askew Beach wrote new lyrics for a popular french song from the 1940s called "Que reste-t-il de nos amours?" or "What remains of our Love?". The original song's lyrics were translated into english, but with Beach's new lyrics, the song was re-titled thus.
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