Tamarah
(a.k.a. Tamara L. Carter)
I've known this woman since we were teenie
boppers. We have shared philosophy, struggle, growing up, numerous
debates, agreements, hardships and happy moments nearly our entire lives.
We ran away together, skipped classes together. We laughed, and fought,
like sisters. It was music, for the most part, that kept us together
in some form or another. We met when she played the clarinet and
I played the bass clarinet. She was new to the school, and had to
sit in last chair for a little while, which was close to me. We played
glockenspiels at the Daffodil Parade. Snare drums at a Fourth of
July parade. Saxophones in Stage Band.
During the years out of high school, it always
seemed we took the opportunity to get into huge disagreements about something
or other that would last a couple of years. We always got back together
with music, finding time to jam, always taking more into account all the
things we did while we didn't speak to each other than any of the disagreements
we had had. What was interesting was finding out that no matter what
we did apart, we always seemed to come to the same conclusions about life
or spirituality. When we play music together, we always
know which way the other is going. In the studio, she had a little
difficulty recording her track because I wasn't "right there" in front
of her playing. And, I understood what was going through her.
Somehow, she and I are connected, and over the years, we have found we
communicate to each other best with music.
