Monday, October 22, 2012
I remember being the kid who would listen to the radio and have the tape player that was hooked up to the receiver ready to go ….and then feverishly pressed record in the hopes of getting a recording of the latest most popular songs.
I remember making mix tapes to give to boyfriends where I had drawn big hearts and I love yous all over the cassette cover. I remember making mixes to get me all hyped up for a big game ….and Ok I admit I do still give people the gift of music but in the form of a CD and my hearts and bubble writing have been replaced by the itunes tune song listing.
I remember putting cassettes into my car tape deck and being devastated when it got eaten up or melted because it was 100+ degrees. Those scenarios would mean going back and making a tape all over again or ……or sweetly ask the person who made it for yu to make it again because you loved it so much.
Music has always been there for me, but this trip I sat and listened, I listened to what the words said and what they meant to me. I reflected on the time in my life the song was meaningful. I also shuddered as I thought about all the bad wardrobe and hairstyle choices I made at those times in my life.
Music has a way of saying, I love you to the depths, I’m sad, I‘m lonely, I’m hurting, I’m mad, and the best I’m so happy I am going to sing at the top of my lungs.
While I spared the people on my flight the sing at the top of my lung songs I did listen to all the others and it made me sad and happy all at once.
I have been blessed in so many ways, even the bad stuff in my life has been a blessing and some of those songs reminded me of that.
Posted by Stephanie Whalen at 6:08 AM