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Chris Cordry, LMFT's avatar

I saw Van Morrison a couple of years ago. It was a fun concert, but at the end I was sad that he didn't play a single song from Astral Weeks (my favorite album of all time) or Veedon Fleece (another mythopoetic masterpiece). He didn't sound like the complex Irish troubadour, the Odyssean "man of many turns" that I encountered on those albums when I first listened to them in my 20s. I mean, who am I to judge a giant like that, but your post made me think about how the single-minded pursuit of joy is a kind of psychological monotheism, when real romantics know that the psyche is home to many gods, all of which need to be honored in their proper seasons. But living with that complexity is hard; no wonder we're liable to turn away from it.

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Erik Lokensgard's avatar

I love how the Irish boyfriend could talk about how annoying someone was and also what a pure heart they have and how you need to be good to them.

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