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I've had a long time love affair with music. My dad had some resistance to rock and roll music, so my exposure to it was very minimal until I got married. My mother used to watch American Bandstand when Daddy wasn't home, so I heard a little there. When I was in high school, my good friend, Ricky Funk, gave me an album of "The Eagles Greatest Hits" and I was in heaven. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever heard. Most people my age talk about the first time they heard The Beatles and Jimi Hendricks, but for me, that Eagles album contained the songs the angels sang. My friend Sandy loved Barry Manilow and that was another taste of glory for me. I am proud to say I STILL love Manilow... well, his earlier stuff. As soon as he did "Two Ships," I think the warranty on the soul he sold for songs expired or something. By the time I left home at 16, I was (and am) an amazing encyclopedia of all things Country Music from about 1960-1978. Who produced what and when and how did Mel Tillis come to write that song and who recorded it when. Another thing I knew by heart was gospel music, not just from what I heard at home, but from the gospel singing group I was in as a teenager. I couldn't sing more than backup, but I could play piano by ear and that was valuable to them. When I married Paul in 1978, I went from my dad, who was the Country Music Master to my husband, who was the Keeper of Rock and Roll knowledge. That was when another big door opened to me and THEN, because it was '78, I had such a rush of new things to love! Wow! Here I was just catching up and I got to experience The Moody Blues and The Beatles and Aerosmith and Journey and Fleetwood Mac and now certainly, Classic Rock is the genre that captivates me most. I love fruity new aged music and Celtic music and percussion (download Gabrielle Roth for some really wonderful stuff). I like a little bit of New Country, but to me, so many of them sound alike any more that I have trouble telling them apart. I don't care for top forty music. We're at a place in music where nothing new much appeals to me until a new Enya or Loreena McKinnett CD comes out. I like (ducking) some of Celine Dion's work, I think because I don't listen to top forty radio, so I don't get burned out on it. I enjoy hearing the Witchy chants. The resound with me in a deeply spiritual way. If you ever wanted to know what all the chanting is about (smile) here are some samples that can be downloaded. *click me* I still really love gospel music and have a giant MP3 file of it, about a gig or so. As some of you know, Sister Vestal from The Happy Goodman Family is my favorite. I also love Allison Krause, The Whites, The Gaithers and The Spear Family. When I was watching Shrek (such an awesome movie!), I heard this song: Hallelujah *sigh* I downloaded it immediately and it, along with the soundtrack for "O Brother, Where Art Thou" and the soundtrack for "Somewhere in Time" are necessary to hear every day for optimum health. It definitely helps that Rufus Wainwright, who does the above song, is absolutely just so hot:
I don't know who made that wallpaper. I found it stuck to some blog on the net, but whoever did it, did a bang up job. When I listen to that song, I just melt. It's like spiritual (good) sex to me. "And remember when I moved in you? The holy dark was moving too and every breath we drew was Hallelujah" is my favorite line and it, to me, so perfectly describes that holy place where you're meditating and you can feel your blood coursing through your veins and the air moving through your respiratory system and your mind and soul are both really open and God/dess are right there moving through you and speaking to you and welcoming you to life. Your body feels weightless and your spirit is soaring and truly, every breath you draw is a hallelujah to life. *ah* It's such a wonderful experience. My son, Joe, loved Nirvana and Pearl Jam, who have become groups I appreciate as well. I traded off by giving him Pink Floyd and Randy Newman. :-) With Paul, I was able to go to a ton of concerts, especially in England where there was a tiny theater in town that brought in big names, as well as the famed "Monsters of Rock" concerts. With Joe, I went to see (mmmmmmm) Guess Who and Bachman Turner Overdrive. Had to skip Loverboy, sadly, who was also on the ticket. I was pregnant with Dylan at the time and it was an "on the green" situation and my back was aching something fierce. Saw The Doobie Brothers in Boise and they were awesome. The Hollies were outstanding. Saw Dr Hook three times, including a show with Joe that was only Ray Sawyer (the best!). Hated David Lee Roth until I saw Van Halen on their 1984 tour and fell in love with his awesome showmanship. It's been such a great run. I could ramble on forever about music, but the load time on this page seems to be getting pretty high, so I'll say good-bye until tomorrow! Love, Web Elements Created by:
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