Finding the flow

My thanks to the legendary Adrian Neylan of Cablog for putting me on to this:

A song about a cabbie giving grieving parents a free ride. A song that will resonate with every cabbie:
Into the stream, we pulled away
I know it well, this old ballet
Finding the flow, minding the sway
Catching green lights all the way

The comments on the YouTube video make it clear that this song is about 9/11, taking people home from the mortuary on 7th Avenue, where they gathered for news of the missing.

There’s hope and grace near the end – you’ll just have to listen, maybe check the lyrics on the singer’s site.

I downloaded a copy of the song from iTunes and immediately put it into my main playlist. If I get a chance, I’ll see if I can catch a performance on my next trip to the States.

I’m getting quite a collection of taxicab material. Books, memoirs, songs. Perhaps the best is Hack, by the New York Jewish lesbian nightcabbie Melissa Plaut. I heard her once, late at night, on NPR talking about her book and her first shift, which in one of those episodes of synchronicity, involved survivors of 9/11.

A great read of the stress and the joy of driving a cab. I read her blog for months before my own first shift – she inspired me.