Yesterday we talked about songs not actually suitable for weddings but played there.
When I got married, we carefully chose our song.
It’s one of the most wonderful tunes I know, soft, with lyrics that are evocative, holding the promise of a future. The information leaflet of the civil registration office said “you can bring music on a CD and hand it to the clerk”. It didn’t say “make sure there’s only that one song on the CD, because our clerk is completely unable to play a specific track, despite it being 2007.” So the lady who conducted the ceremony simply put in the CD and pressed play so instead of getting married to “Fields of Gold” (track #5) I got married to track #1:
I almost fell of the chair trying to suppress laughter, because holy shit, I was getting married to the lines “I send an SOS to the world, I hope that someone finds my message in a bottle”. “Fields of Gold” is forever the song I didn’t get married to, but not in the sense all other songs carry that label.
But, it could have been worse. Because I wanted to play Queen “Don’t stop me now” at the end.
Track #1 on that CD?
Mama, just killed a maaaaaaaan!