Nettie Moore, by Bob Dylan

these are painful days for me, a it was 12 years ago at this time of year that i sailed to peru to meet my future wife. we had been involved in a virtual courtship for six years, and it was time to finally do something about it. during those six years, i would often sing her songs over the telephone, and she was always trying to get me to sing Nettie Moore, but I couldnt figure out how to play it correctly…but i fumbled through it with some fake emotion on the choruses a few time. Now, as most of you kn0ow, i lost my wife to cancer this february, and have returned, after 12 years, to the united states. Every song |I wrote for FAWM during the last 10 years has been for her, in one way or another. Nick Cave recently said in an interview that he writes songs as letters to his son, who he also lost. Cave says that he doesnt know if his son can hear these songs, or even if his son still exists in some form, but it is crucial for him to continue the song. I am sad that I never was able to sing a proper version Of Nettie Moore for Kelly. and now that I am suffering to the degree that brings me closer to the song, i feel i can sing it to her at last, whether or not it will actually reach her, and whether or not she is out there somewhere or nowhere at all. I wish i could have sung it to her then the way i am able to sing it to her now.

Like a lot of my favourite pieces of music this is simultaneously beautiful and heartbreaking. Hard to write anything meaningful, given how you’ve explained the context so powerfully, but it seems to me like you’re expressing the words and melody in a far more raw and compelling way than the Dylan track. Just so sorry that this is only possible after such profound and traumatic loss.