On the minor key
I remember snow falling quietly on 14th Street in January 1999.
I've long held a (completely invented) theory that one can distinguish not only people, but also places, in fact almost anything, by whether it is major- or minor- key dominant. Here I focus on the minor, which has always felt like my spiritual home...
- "Last night I read those letters, and they made me feel one hundred years old...", from Stolen Car, Bruce Springsteen