There is shy music that waits for total silence to be heard.
The British folk, especially that of a few decades ago, is full of it.
And then there is another type of music that is related to British folk, of which Nick Drake is the noble father.
... I have just listened to Lookaftering by Vashti Bunyan, year 2005.
These songs are not made of music, of notes, but of the sound of the memory of notes, out of time.
After the music.
Just a moment before the silence.
Gentle ecstasies of a few notes of piano, acoustic guitar, oboe, harp, and strings, strings, strings.
It is a timid female voice, but above all very sweet.
The music that the poems of William Butler Yeats would have wanted to tell his Maud Gonne, once they got there, together.
Care is the magic word
And then lullabies for adult and slightly weary children from all the mothers in the world.
Also for me, from mine.