Posted by Karen Imms
Like buses, things seem to come along in twos, threes and fours, and I’ve been involved in rather too many funerals recently where there’s been an immense amount of anguish caused by a dead person’s addiction/s. Sometimes it’s led directly to their deaths, sometimes not. And sometimes it’s been difficult for those people left behind to find words to express the pain and misery those circumstances have wreaked in their own lives.
I really like words. I seem to spend my days moulding and shaping them to try to express the inexpressible for people. But in three particular cases, the bereaved chose to rest their case not in speech but in song. These three songs have, for different people, expressed their varying degrees of fury, disappointment, understanding, impotence and deep, deep sadness: