I’ve Got The Music In Me

I had a nightmare where everyone talked in R.E.M. lyrics.
But that was just a dream, just a dream…

Without music, life would B flat. During Beatlemania, teenage girls would twist and shout in frenzied adulation. Our generation was shot through the heart, with Bon Jovi’s luscious locks to blame. It’s not unusual for older women to slingshot their knickers at Tom Jones. Despite our differences, we all dance to the same beat.

The lyrics freeze frame exact moments of time. The first notes beeline us back to the summer of 69. It’s comforting to know I’ll still be rockin’ when I’m 64. Live music spans generations, but now we’re asking permission to tag-along with our kids. We bust a move to their tunes which keeps us current, and them ready to gouge their eyes out.
From Stairway to Heaven to Highway to Hell, headphones are the international sign for ‘leave me alone.’ AM radio repeats inspired my puppy love for vinyl. Album covers were works of art. We gazed lovingly into David Bowie’s eye(s), and David Cassidy’s feathered hair. I wanna tell him that I love him, but the point is probably moot.

I bought my stereo 37 years ago, and we’re both still grooving. The speakers hold two solid gold dancers. Hop in my Chrysler, it’s as big as a whale. My eight tracks, records, and cassettes remain in a box with my size 26 jeans. Recording mixtapes was torture. Turntable needle, play, record, in perfect harmony. No easy feat for jokers, smokers, and midnight tokers.

Music can create the mood, or crash the party.  I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want. The iPod changed the way we listen to music. Now you can download thousands of tunes for the price of an Ethiopian child. I was a pirate for years, but went legit when booty was required for bail. Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea.

Uptempo beats amplify your workout, giving you the eye of the tiger. Classical music boosts brain power. Anthems like Don’t Stop Believing express ironclad optimism, which is the soul that links us all. Every situation has a suitable lyric. I hope you had the time of your life…

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  1. Ken

    “When you comin’ home ?”
    “Son, I don’t know when.…

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