I'm almost willing to bet that when music was invented—that is, when the first human decided to utter sounds that were decidedly melodic—that the moon was somehow involved.
That chunk of rock 238,900 miles away from us affects us humans like it affects the tides. Crime increases during a full moon—no one can really explain why, but countless theories exist. Ever since that first human decided to sing, possibly at the moon itself, that heavenly body has been the subject of numerous songs. Some are no-brainers to recall, such as Rodgers and Hart's "Blue Moon," Mancini and Mercer's "Moon River," Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Bad Moon Rising," and one of my favorites, R.E.M.'s "Man On The Moon."
Those songs and others were on my mind Sunday evening as my family and I sat on Folly Beach waiting for the supermoon to rear its crater-pocked head. There was a considerable amount of haze at sunset, so many folks hanging out at the beach were questioning whether or not we'd even get to see the moon. Fortunately, just as the moon started rising in the East, the clouds dissipated and we all got a hell of a view. I'd be lying if I said that there wasn't some primal part of me, deep down in my subconscious, that wanted to howl at that orb in the sky, which Sunday night was bright enough to read by. I managed to control my instincts though.
My perfect moon song for the occasion, after much careful thought, ended up being Neko Case's gorgeous "I Wish I Was The Moon." If you've never heard it, pull it up on Spotify.
Hope you had a chance to see that moon last night. In any case, check out the gallery above to catch my view of it.