Five Songs to Play At My Funereal (stolen from Morgaine)

[f4f3]

I only had one in mind:

Take It With Me When I Go, by Tom Waits,

but,

Knocking on Heaven's Door, the Warren Zevon cover from his final album, when he was dying and he knew it,

Peace At Last, by The Blue Nile,

The Wild Moutain Thyme, by the Silencers

and

Sally Maclennane by The Pogues.

My epitaph, of course, will be: "Jesus, is that the time?"

Comments

[rparvaaz.livejournal.com]

I am not going to have an epitaph.

*sniff*

[f4f3.livejournal.com]

Well, to be honest I'll find it hard to have anything to attach it to (I quite fancy being under a tree somewhere in Kilmartin Glen. Not any time soon, but, you know, eventually) but don't see why the tree should care.

I just chipped in some cash to have the gravestone on my paternal family's plot replaced. At last count my granda, granny, and two aunts were there, and, as my dad points out, next one in is the last there's space for (insert your own 'people are dying to get in' crack here). I think it's nice that it's there, but not for me. Maybe I can have it writ in water.

Anyway, I intend to live forever.

So, why no epitaph for you?

[rparvaaz.livejournal.com]

Well, I want to be cremated, and there would be no place to hang the epitaph. Maybe I could get a plane to sky-write something while the pyre is burning...

[f4f3.livejournal.com]

What about smoke signals?

[rhythmaning.livejournal.com]

Kilmartin would be a good place, I can see that.

Me, I want to be scattered from Liatach.

[f4f3.livejournal.com]

Liatach? Tempted to google, but where that?

[rhythmaning.livejournal.com]

My fault... A typo. I should have typed Liathach - it is a mountain in Torridon; a wonderful place, with a sharp ridge - not a hill for anyone with vertigo!

[f4f3.livejournal.com]

Ah! (Not that the typomade any difference, but at least I know where Torridon is).