By Beauty Damned

Trio XOXO

See, there is this group called "Trio" that my dad used to play when we were little. Us kids loved that tape so much. That song DA DA DA daba doon daba doon DA DA DA I don't love you, you don't love me...

And the other one "Where were you in the night? I said don't go, I needed you so..." I recently searched on Launch and was pleasantly surprised that it was listed there, so I rated them but it just doesn't play as much as I'd like so I was thinking about going out and buying the CD. They combine English and German lyrics. It's truly unique. The music and lyrics are simple, yet profoundly inspiring.

Of all the coincidences in the world, when I got home last night with my hottieman, there was a surprise in the mailbox from my daddy. It was a letter and enclosed with it was a copy of that exact CD. I never mentioned that I had been wanting a copy. I guess it turns out he is psychic, or at least one of the most wonderfully thoughtful people I've ever known. So I put it in while I read the letter and went to Trio heaven. Hottieman loved it too...

Talk about instant gratification. Just the flood of incredible images that came to me and the waves of pleasure that seemed to undulate beneath my skin as each song began, each note and the sound of this man's voice - it is intoxicating...the voice of that man - Stephan Remmler - It's ... I can't even describe it...it is like a drug. It was literally a beautiful experience, as silly as that might seem.

I remember one particular day, a Sunday when we lived in Santa Monica and I was probably about ten or eleven years old. My whole family was in the car and we were on our way to Dandelion's, our favorite weekend breakfast spot in Venice. Trio was playing...the weather was lovely...we were on our way to have eggs and yummy home fried potatoes and the best hot chocolate. We would have it out on the patio with the lattice fence that was high enough to provide shade, but with all the diamond cutouts to allow the sun to stream through...that's a beautiful memory. Those are the kinds of things I think about when I hear Trio. Most of all, I think about my dad. What a special person he is to me. How I wouldn't know what to do without him. How he is a brilliant star in the center of my world and there is no one else like him.

He wrote the letter with his voice activated word processing program and it made it funny, though it was mostly very accurate. Some of the sentences were a little off. He says "surprising word combinations bedevil it...the program is based [partly] on the predictability of speech...so basically, if you say something you would expect Bill Gates to say, the program will probably get it right, but if you talk like Steve Jobs, your recognition quotient will drop way down." He also mentioned that we used to listen to Trio a lot when we lived in UCLA student housing...it's a lifelong thing...

Having a strong family is the most precious thing imaginable. Other people, of your same blood, who understand you in a way that nobody else ever could and accept you unconditionally. Having siblings, people who understand that you are who you are because of where you came from, and there are no questions about where that place is. Because they came from there too. Nothing is that good, or that comforting.

Posted by Maria at May 9, 2003 05:27 PM | TrackBack