Music and me
Jul. 17th, 2002 12:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisI keep reading in other journals about what music they heard or are playing or are inspired by or what MP3's they've found and downloaded and every journal entry asks me what music I'm currently listening to. It's a conspiracy to point out how out of tune (pun intended) I am.
I grew up in the 50's and knew (and sadly still know) the words to every 45 played on the radio. I'm not going to reprint the spell binding lyrics to Lipstick on Your Collar but it's not because I can't. My first concerts were Peter, Paul and Mary and Joan Baez outside on the grass (and, of course, smoking same). I'm good with lyics. I cannot carry a tune in a suitcase, but I know the words. My family took long car trips and we entertained ourselves with songs - old favorites, camp songs, gospel songs, whatever. My Dad had a beautiful voice but couldn't remember the words. I'd mouth them for him and he'd watch my lips.
I was in college in the 60's and the Doors were it. But, sometime about the same time that Jefferson Airplane morphed into Jefferson Starship, I fell off the wagon and have never gotten back up again.
Over the years I've had paticular musical experiences - Cryer and Ford (in concert and every LP - don't worry, no one else has ever heard of them either), Marshall Chapman (only because I knew her in high school - like her early stuff but not the latest). I have a 6 CD changer in the car and I keep forgetting how to operate it. When the radio is on, it's on NPR.
In the house when I don't have the TV on or NPR on, I have silence. Last weekend I got inspired by all the musical references and conversations and turned on some music while I was doing other stuff. I honestly found it distracting and not in a good way.
Years and years ago I dated this guy who was totally consumed by music. I remember his asking me 'How can you not feel this music?' He tried to help me understand why it was so much a part of him and I honestly just didn't get it then and don't get it now although I've met many like him since. I tried to be outraged over the whole Napster thing. MP3 players are about the only technology gagets I don't covet.
I guess on some level I think I'm missing out on something but I guess if I've gotten along this far without it...
I grew up in the 50's and knew (and sadly still know) the words to every 45 played on the radio. I'm not going to reprint the spell binding lyrics to Lipstick on Your Collar but it's not because I can't. My first concerts were Peter, Paul and Mary and Joan Baez outside on the grass (and, of course, smoking same). I'm good with lyics. I cannot carry a tune in a suitcase, but I know the words. My family took long car trips and we entertained ourselves with songs - old favorites, camp songs, gospel songs, whatever. My Dad had a beautiful voice but couldn't remember the words. I'd mouth them for him and he'd watch my lips.
I was in college in the 60's and the Doors were it. But, sometime about the same time that Jefferson Airplane morphed into Jefferson Starship, I fell off the wagon and have never gotten back up again.
Over the years I've had paticular musical experiences - Cryer and Ford (in concert and every LP - don't worry, no one else has ever heard of them either), Marshall Chapman (only because I knew her in high school - like her early stuff but not the latest). I have a 6 CD changer in the car and I keep forgetting how to operate it. When the radio is on, it's on NPR.
In the house when I don't have the TV on or NPR on, I have silence. Last weekend I got inspired by all the musical references and conversations and turned on some music while I was doing other stuff. I honestly found it distracting and not in a good way.
Years and years ago I dated this guy who was totally consumed by music. I remember his asking me 'How can you not feel this music?' He tried to help me understand why it was so much a part of him and I honestly just didn't get it then and don't get it now although I've met many like him since. I tried to be outraged over the whole Napster thing. MP3 players are about the only technology gagets I don't covet.
I guess on some level I think I'm missing out on something but I guess if I've gotten along this far without it...