Once again, I found myself marooned on I-440 West, a regular occurrence now that they have turned that six miles of interstate into Nashville’s most elaborate craft project.
And once again, I left planet Earth for a place far, far from the dump trucks and gravel mountains.
Floating into my Toyota was Canon in D Major, that exquisite melody by the Baroque composer Johann Pachelbel. It is so familiar that when I hear it, I check to see if I’m wearing dyed-to-match shoes and a dress made of moiré taffeta. How many weddings have we seen where the wedding party wanders in to this music?
It is hard to hear anew something that you’ve heard a hundred times. Less than five minutes long, written centuries ago, there it was. Brand new. It was sublime, a joy, a gift to hear.
PS A special thank you to Nashville’s classical music station, 91.1 FM, who are single handedly getting many of us Nashvillians to and from work with a song in our hearts. Not an easy feat, let me tell you.
PSS Aileen just sent along a piece from The New York Times, “How ‘Canon in D Major’ Became the Wedding Song.” Thanks for this, Aileen!