Come Home to Mama…


Haunting.

Beautiful.

Spell-binding.

Martha Wainwright is a Canadian-American folk-rock singer-songwriter.   Wainwright sings “Prosperpina”, an elegy (def: an elegy is a mournful, melancholic or plaintive poem) written by her late mother, the legendary folk singer Kate McGarrigle. The song was taken from her forthcoming album Come Home to Mama, the track was recorded in Sean Lennon’s New York home studio and continues a lifelong musical dialogue between Wainwright and McGarrigle, who passed away in 2010. “It’s the last song my mother wrote, and of course I also think that she wrote it for me, and for Rufus,” explains Wainwright, referring to her critically acclaimed crooner brother, Rufus Wainwright. “We wrote songs together, ever since we were children. As we sing her songs, I think her voice can be heard in ours, literally through our pipes.” The film was inspired by the premise of “Proserpina,” which recounts the story of the creation of the seasons by the Roman goddess Ceres, who withholds the world’s bounty for six months every year in protest about her daughter’s abduction by Pluto, lord of the underworld…”


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23 thoughts on “Come Home to Mama…

  1. An amazing interpretation of the old Greek/Roman legend, and Ceres’s agony – though I prefer Demeter and Persephone – though it wouldn’t have sounded as well in the song.
    Very moving….

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    1. I could use a Greek Mythology lesson or two Valerie. I was just in awe of the voice, the music and the film…all wonderful. It would be frightening if I actually new the story. 🙂

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  2. Haunting is the perfect adjective in my view…I listened to this while hugging myself, trying to diminish the chills. Ethereal, heartbreaking, magnificent, bereft…

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  3. Dave, that was beautiful. Simple – mesmerizing – love the minimalist piano accompaniment and violin descant – just about perfect.

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    1. Hours later – can’t get this one out of my head. Had to listen to it a few more times – there’s a beautiful cello in there, too – or is that a viola? I can’t quite tell… But it’s stuck in my head for the day.

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