Or is it money? It could be both in hindsight. But I like thinking its music. It can calm people. It can fire them up also. Or it can make you feel reminiscent. That's usually how I feel about music. I listen to songs often when I drive. I find the radio boring, uninteresting, and usually filled with more news than music, so most times I set up my IPod instead. Its filled with my most precious musical memories, every CD I have and every song I've downloaded.
I'm a big music fan, though I realized a long time ago, playing instruments was not my calling. Good music is the equivilent of a good book, you'll remember it forever.
My first taste of music weren't the songs playing on the radio (I still have a great apprectiation for the '80's), nope, my mom was big on ABBA and country music. Even to this day whenever I hear "Nina, Pretty Ballerina" (which is often because I've turned my daughter into a fan), I'm always reminded of being young and standing in front of the mirror with a hairbrush, plotting my doomed future as a singer (hey, I know starring in "Glee" is a dream that just will NOT happen).
Music makes me sentimental. When I hear The Goo Goo Dolls' "Black Balloon" or Filter's "Take a Picture", I'm transported back to my tech school dorm and getting ready for school in the morning. I listened to them religiously each morning without fail.
Or how Tool's "Sober" or Staind's "It's Been Awhile" reminds me of a certain guy I cared a lot about in my youth but things just never worked out.
The Beatles' always take me back to Sunday morning cinnamon rolls with my mom listening to "Breakfast with The Beatles" on the oldies station.
Anything by the Spice Girls' sends me straight to my high school hallways and my best friends. We'd listen to them daily on Karla's little yellow radio. Those were some of the best times I remember.
Shakira's "Estoy Aqui" was my daily bus ride music on my way to work. And I was in a huge V.C. Andrews phase, so the song makes me remember all those books I always had my nose stuck in.
Even now I can hear it and I'm right smack in the middle of a chapter.
I could go on and on all day about all the music I've listened to over the years, but then I'd be here all day and I've got some writing to do, so I must get to it. Ciao!
