I observed this morning's moment of silence for the Sandy Hook victims where I have processed other past tragic events swirling around me -- alone in my kitchen after the house has cleared. With the power of music to hold me upright, my week has trudged along with heartfelt sadness. The world might not have ended, but at times it sure seemed like it after the killing of 26 innocent children and the educators who tried to protect them. I can only hope that this is indeed the "tipping point" as the pundits are saying, removing assault weapons out the public domain and calling for additional resources for mental illness.

After the silence a nice selection followed: Jeff Buckley's cover of "Hallelujah" (the song Rufus Wainwright is singing in my last post) and Vince Guaraldi Trio's "Christmastime Is Here" from A Charlie Brown Christmas. It was a poignant moment spent on my own, but not alone. And my point on twitter about music being "salve for the soul" was reiterated beautifully in this email from the Marketing Director of the Fairfield Theatre Company, a bountiful small venue with all kinds of music. "Thankfully, where words fail, music speaks." Trevor Sylvestro writes. I couldn't agree more.