This morning I woke up with the words "he who is wise never tries to reprise what's past and gone" passing through my consciousness. Random, yet not so random I suppose. It got me thinking about the lyrics to the song, "Devil May Care," originally sung by Sinatra I believe. Here they are below. Do you agree with this point of view? Seems carefree and lovely, really, but I am not sure I'm so capable...
"Devil May Care"
No cares for me
I'm happy as I can be
I learn to love and to live
Devil may care
No cares and woes
Whatever comes later goes
That's how I'll take and I'll give
Devil may care
When the day is through, I suffer no regrets
I know that he who frets, loses the night
For only a fool, thinks he can hold back the dawn
He who is wise never tries to revise what's past and gone
Live love today, love come tomorrow or May
Don't even stop for a sigh, it doesn't help if you cry
That's how I live and I'll die
Devil may care
The opening piano segment of Diana Kralls rendition, performed live in Paris, seems to try on the idea gingerly, gain a bit of confidence and then rush off in determination. What develops suggests a frenetic struggle with this philosophy. Manic, frantic, almost rushed so as not to feel. As if she's trying to convince herself, doggedly..
For me, the instrumentation accurately reflects the struggles of the heart. To say one thing and feel another. To come undone, some or all of the time.
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