- Vol. 05
- Chapter 11
There is the story of the band aboard the Titanic paying Nearer My God to Thee as the ship slipped below the waves and it feels incomplete in some way because did they continue as they slid off the deck?
Did they float awhile in the frigid waters and likewise play something meaningful, like Dreams of Home?
Did they somehow continue to play as they settled toward the bottom of the ocean, watching the sawing of the violin to count time on No Surrender as sharp-toothed fishes circled them eagerly.
I want to know, because when my time comes I want music, and as the lights dim, I want to glance up and see the band is prepared to make the journey with me.
I want music the whole way.