Down the avenue of consumerism
He skates without fear
Weaving through the traffic
Watching life through his ear

He reads books made of faces
Has friends he's never met
Downloads links that fragment life
Passing the cliched cafe set

Life is expressed in symbols
But as long as you can be seen
Having coffee with your mobile
The plan costs more than your dream...

Eric Whitacre - When David Heard

Been listening to ABC Classical FM in the car recently and heard this work based on the biblical story of David and Absalom that moved me, not religiously, but musically, and as a parent...the thought of my children pre-deceasing me is unbearable.

From II Samuel, 18:33:
'When David heard that Absalom was slain he went up into his chamber over the gate and wept, my son, my son, O Absalom my son, would God I had died for thee!

A hauntingly beautiful work where the silences are as effective as the crescendos... 


Bob Georgeson, Crucifix, c.2005, Photomontage