Roxanne ...

I've been trying for ages to describe what this sound of anguish inside my head sounds like (see my earlier post entitled 'The banshee's lonely croon'). It happens mostly when I think of Glenn, and remember past times vividly, almost as if he were still here, and then come back to the horrible reality. It's not a scream, or a howl ...
Anyway, the other day I bought the CD of Moulin Rouge. I've taught this film for a number of years - you know, the Baz Luhrmann film with Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor? At the end of the Roxanne Tango, Christian, the Argentinian, and the Duke all .. whatever this sound is. Wail, howl, whatever. It goes on and on in a sort of downward cascade.
That's it. That's it ...