A few weeks before my daughter Cheryl was married, she said to me “Dad, do you think you could write a new tune for me to walk down the aisle?”
It’s a big ask. I explained that it doesn’t work like that, I can’t just sit down and force something out, tunes and songs have a way of finding their own way.
That weekend I was on a flight from Edinburgh to New York, on my way to Atlanta. The first part of the tune came to me somewhere over the Atlantic. The second part flowed out when I tried it on the chanter when I got home. I called the tune reflections, thinking that it was the type of melody to suit reflective thought, of happy times or sad.
After the wedding some words just floated into my head, words that summed up for me what I was thinking about when I wrote the tune.
It’s a short prologue that I have made a connected, but separate track so that the instrumental can be played on its own, or with the sung introduction.
Reflections (Prologue) © Alan G Brydon
When the leaves are falling from the trees
And a breeze blows softly through your memories
What you see is more than just a dream
It’s so real, you feel it like it’s always been
And when time no longer counts
And you’ve learned what life’s about
Let your heart relive and love
Those special times
Reflections of our lives