Opening Paragraphs. . . Ghost Rider

Outside the house by the lake, the heavy rain seemed to hold down the darkness, grudging the slow fade from black, to blue to gray. As I prepared that last breakfast at home, squeezing the oranges, boiling the eggs, smelling the toast and coffee, I looked out the kitchen window at the dim Quebec woods gradually coming into focus. Near the end of a wet Summer, the spruce, birch, poplars, and cedars were densely green, glossy and dripping.

For this momentous departure I had hoped for a better omen than this cold, dark, rainy morning, but it did have a certain pathetic fallacy, a sympathy with my interior weather. In any case, the weather didn’t matter; I was going. I still didn’t know where (Alaska? Mexico? Patagonia?), or for how long (two months? four months? a year?), but I knew I had to go. My life depended on it.

Opening paragraphs from Ghost Rider, by Neil Peart.

The last 24 hours have been filled with stories of the great musical talent of Neil Peart, drummer, and lyricist for the Canadian rock band, RUSH, who died earlier this week from brain cancer at the age of 67. While he was one of the greatest drummers of all time, he was also a writer. A writer who used the pain of losing his daughter and wife in the span of a few months to take a motorcycle ride to clear his head and write a book about the experience. The “ride” last 14 months and totaled over 55,000 miles!

It is time for me to read this book again.

I often thought that Neil would be the perfect neighbor… a guy who could talk about so many things and would be open to those close to him.  He was, however, one who kept to himself and rarely engaged his fans, described in the hit Limelight, which  contains the lone, “I can’t pretend a stranger is a long-awaited friend”

RIP Neil.  You left your mark on the world. Thank you.

“We’re only immortal for a limited time”

Here is a video from a few years ago…good shots of Neil, with  Geddy’s voice showing some wear and tear.

 

 

 

About Ray V.

Living between Aiken & Charleston,, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
This entry was posted in Neil Peart and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

8 Responses to Opening Paragraphs. . . Ghost Rider

  1. Dale says:

    Always sad when we lose these icons. I hadn’t realised he had written books and now that you’ve given us the opening paragraphs, I am definitely getting this one. Thanks, Ray.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Sounds like a good read. I may have to see if our local library has it.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Jim Borden says:

    that’s quite a drum set he’s got there; great song, and sounds like a great book. seems kind of like zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance…

    Liked by 1 person

  4. petespringerauthor says:

    Best drummer I ever saw perform.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. A legend who lived a legendary life. He will be missed.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.