Music

I was out running errands today, kind of in a bleh mood due to the morning rush and the cat peeing on the floor. Again. As I pulled my car into the first parking spot I could find, which happened to be at the furthest point in the lot from the building I needed to go to, “Walk on the Ocean” by Toad the Wet Sprocket came on the radio. For a moment I was not the busy mom who’d had a hectic morning, but a teenage version of myself, cruising along in my blue 1979 Toyota Corolla Tercel (that’s a real thing), listening to a cassette in a tape player that was definitely not factory installed.

Toad the Wet Sprocket was one of the bands I loved in the early 90s. I listened to their albums over and over and when I hear those songs now, it takes me back to the time in my life when I was making the transition from a teenager to a young adult. To a time before CD players, when you couldn’t just hit a button to go to the next song or choose “shuffle” and play the songs in a different order.

What I love about music is not only how it can bring me back to certain time or place in my life, but how it can instantly change my mood and my outlook. So today, I am thankful for music.

Back in the day when I was feeling angsty, I would blare the soundtrack from the movie “Singles” from my sad little stereo in my dorm room. Now when I go for a run, I have a running playlist to help me through. And when I need to get things done around the house, I have a special playlist to get me in the mood. During the summer or on the weekends when the girls are home, we have a “Dance Break” playlist we listen to and dance around the house.

I regret that I never learned to play an instrument as I’ve always loved music. I especially love live music and could listen to any good band play for hours, even if I’m not familiar with the songs. Before we had kids, my husband and I would go to concerts frequently and even travel to catch a band we love that wasn’t going to make a stop in our city. Now that the girls are getting older, we’ve started to go to concerts again and even road tripped for one (Pearl Jam!) last year.

Today I am thankful for the ways music has changed me, has influenced me, has touched my heart, and has played in the background of my life. I’m maybe not quite as thankful for all the random song lyrics lodged in my brain, though.

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Comments

  1. A good song happening to come on the radio can really turn a day around! I am glad you had one to get you through the cat pee, because that would seriously put a dent in any morning!

    Happy NaBloPoMo!

    • Ha! Yes, the cat pee is no fun. I sometimes forget how the radio can be a great way to get me out of a rut during the day. Thanks for stopping by!

  2. Ooo, Candy, when you talk music, you’re talking my language!! Except–a slightly different style. My husband and I are both classically-trained musicians. I also have an undergraduate degree in Church Music and can talk and appreciate classical music with my husband–who studied violin in high school with a member of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra . . . but he still jams to bluegrass (and plays a mean fiddle). I groove to bossa nova and classic jazz. Although I do get into the indie rock scene with my 28 year old, and try to appreciate the rap and techno-rock my 17 year old listens to.

    You are SO right–music can change my whole day. A classic rock song from the 70’s or 80’s can take me back to high school or college–immediately. And like you, I have specific CDs I put on when I’m getting down to serious cleaning at home. Whoosh!! I jam and jive to the upbeat music while cleaning. And like you, I really thank God for music. Amen! @chaplaineliza

    • I do wish I could have had a more deliberately musical life. I love it all. Bluegrass, classic jazz, classic rock – great stuff! I do my best to let my girls hear many genres so *hopefully* they will appreciate music, too.

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