There’s been a lot of recent chatter on my Facebook newsfeed about music and about its ability to transport us to a time and memory that leaves a smile on our face. Or tears in our eyes. Or a hole in our heart. Music touches my emotions like nothing else I know! One friend frequently posts YouTube links to songs from the 60’s and 70’s and I enjoy listening to them. My memory doesn’t always work well, but each of those songs has taken me back to a meaningful place and time.

The first movie I ever saw in a theater was The Sound of Music. The songs from that musical have always been a bright spot in my life. I can remember my Mom singing Your Cheatin’ Heart by Hank Williams while she cleaned the house. My sister and I washed dishes while belting out Glen Campbell songs. I can remember going to Della’s during junior high and listening to her album Twelve in a Roe by Tommy Roe. We listened to it so many times that we were as “dizzy” as the song he was singing! I can remember learning to play The Lion Sleeps Tonight on my saxophone in high school and thinking I was a regular John Coltrane. In college, I had tickets to see Harry Chapin in concert and got stood up by my date, whose ball game went into extra innings. I ended up taking his little sister and we had a great time.

Years later, I took my kids to Dollywood and we saw Tanya Tucker in concert. One of the kids with us fell in love, and we “Delta Dawned” ourselves hoarse the rest of that year. In Paris, we came upon a Vivaldi concert in a little church with stained glass windows and sat mesmerized by the sheer beauty of the experience. I remember being in awe of my son’s musical talent when I watched him perform with his band, Culture Thief, for the first time. The list goes on, as I’m sure it does for you. I can’t imagine a world without music.

One of my many unsolved life mysteries is how I can remember lyrics to songs I learned as a child but I can’t remember what day of the week it is. For example, at our last CEOS meeting (think 4-H for big people!), we had a guest speaker who taught us a lot about the history of West Virginia railroads. To put us in the right frame of mind, our song leader had us sing I’ve Been Working on the Railroad. I’m sure I learned this song as a toddler and I didn’t miss a single lyric, down to Dinah blowing her horn and fee-fi-fiddly-I-oh’n.

My taste in music is diverse. Whenever I visit a new country, I try to attend at least one cultural show featuring music from the region. I always look for a music CD to take home. The exception to this was when I went to China. I took a few steps beyond normal and attended a Chinese opera. The experience was not one I enjoyed! Rather than buying a CD, I purchased a silk embroidery picture. It was a wise choice.

I now buy a small piece of art and a music CD when I travel to a new country.

7 thoughts on “Music

  1. Camelia Kline

    Music has always been a big part of my life also. I come from a singing family. When we were kids in the car we sang all the way to our destination and all the way home. When we went to relatives houses we got out the song books and sang. we had Sunday sings. My dad loves to sing and he would invite others into his home to sing. When he is out on the tractor you can hear him singing over the engine sounds. I guess you could say music brings my family together and always has. There are too many songs than I can name that have great influence and meaning in my life. I will have to say though, that Bob Seger’s “Old Time Rock and Roll “always puts me in a great mood and takes me way back in time to my high school days.

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  2. Catherine Laudrille

    Music was always in my house growing up. My mom was in a Christian band and we sang at church. Mom had a wonderful voice no matter what she sang . We girls like to think we carry on the traditional. I think it’s wonderful that you bring music from everywhere you go

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  3. Patti Adams

    It’s great that you can remember the lyrics to songs! I hear the melodies, remember some lyrics, and where I was “way back then.” -Except for church songs. I guess I can remember them better because we went three times a week, plus any revivals. I became a bit of a rebel as a teenager, and listened to rock and even heavy metal. No wonder I’m all mixed-up! Very eclectic now, but some of my favorites are old hymns. Go figure!!!

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  4. and I am still “Dizzy” 🙂 Like Camelia, music has always been a big part of family life. That changed after we lost Trina. It isn’t that we don’t ever sing together anymore, but where there was once total joy, there is now a tugging at our hearts for the voice greatly missed. That is the power of music.

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