“Little children of Aberfan
in their school that day
the big coal mountain…”
My mom’s original lyrics at top, in my father’s handwriting. Below that, what I chose to keep from that verse.
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“In the small Welsh town* of Aberfan
for days the rain did fall
down on the heart–”
Here is a vocal sample of the first verse, one of three short lyric segments excised from the folk song my Mom wrote following the disaster. Aberfan is, in essence, a bonding of many different musical sequences, the least of which contain words, each a portion of the experience, each a part of the whole.
*The only word I will change of my Mom’s lyric is “town” to “village”.
This is a picture of Pantglas School, upon which the landslide fell in 1966. Courtesy Alan George.
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In the corner under the garret… (only after I wrote this did I realize these words are from “For What I Know”, a song I recorded in 1999 on my first album, When I Left Loss)
