Good Grief!

By: Emily Wink
Monday, July 13, 2020

I think I should start off this blog by introducing myself. My name is Emily and I am an office support staff member and assistant to the funeral directors here at Lakeside Memorial Funeral Home, Inc. Some of you may have met me before and spoken with me through the phone or email, but for the most part I work in the background, behind the scenes. 
The most interesting part about my job is that I get to know your loved ones who I have never met before. I write their life stories and procure their photo slideshows; I get to peer into their lives and find out what made them special. If I am being honest, it's a very special privilege. 
Before my time here at the funeral homes, I worked in the radio industry, most recently as a music director and on-air host for an alternative format, local radio station. What I loved most about my time talking on air was telling the stories behind the songs that I played. I guess when I think about it, not much has changed in that aspect of my jobs. 
As most of you know, we have two funeral home locations, one in Hamburg and one in West Seneca, New York. Today I was driving between the two and was listening to music when the song "Good Grief" by a band called Bastille came on. I've heard this song so many times but never really thought about "good grief" could mean past Charlie Brown's catch phrase. Is there actually such thing as good grief? I'd like you to allow me slip into an old habit and share with you the meaning behind the Bastille song...
If you've ever heard this band's hits before, you know their front man Dan Smith has a talent for writing very sad songs set to very happy, upbeat music; in fact he relishes in providing that double edged sword experience. If you have ever heard the smash hit "Happier" by Bastille and Marshmello, you would understand this concept just by hearing the upbeat tune paired with a very sad music video. 
**Trigger Warning: Deals with loss of a pet**

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Now when it comes to their song "Good Grief" they wanted to highlight somewhat of a silver lining in the healing process...the good parts about grief.

Smith told publication NME "So this is a song about loss, but the ups and downs of it and those moments of euphoria you get." Grief is a bizarre experience because even in the depths of sadness there are shocking or surprising moments where a song or smell can remind you of your loved one, catch you by surprise with momentary bliss. Isn't it much like a shooting star though? Beautiful when it passes by but gone in a fleeting moment. That is the definition of good grief.

What are some of the songs that have helped you cope while you bereaved?

Thanks for reading,
Emily

Listen to the song here:


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lyrics:
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
Shut my eyes and count to ten
It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other
Burning bright right till the end
Now you'll be missing from the photographs, missing from the photographs
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
In my thoughts you're far away
And you are whistling the melody, whistling the melody
Crystallizing clear as day
Oh, I can picture you so easily, picture you so easily
What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it?
What's gonna be left of the world, oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
Caught off guard by your favourite song
I'll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a funeral
Sleeping in the clothes you love
It's such a shame we had to see them burn, shame we had to see them burn
What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it?
What's gonna be left of the world, oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
You might have to excuse me
I've lost control of all my senses
And you might have to excuse me
I've lost control of all my words
So get drunk, call me a fool
Put me in my place, put me in my place
Pick me up, up off the floor
Put me in my place, put me in my place
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
'Cause every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more



 

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