I’ve often mentioned that music has always been a part of my life. My parents always had music playing – at home and in the car. I learned early about the Big Band Era, which played a huge role in my mom and dad’s courtship. I could recognize the bands by the distinctive notes or the songs they played. My parents danced to those songs, and their movements were so graceful – even with the faster paced songs. When they got up to dance at social events, the others on the floor paled in comparison.
My mother was always humming a song, and she’d teach me the words to some of them. I remember hearing The Andrews Sisters singing “Bei mir Bist du Schön (Schoen)” (With Me, You Are Beautiful,) but not understanding the German. So, I went around singing, “My Dear Mr. Shane!” When my mother heard me, she cracked up and told me the real words. I did that a lot – I’d hear the lyrics, but I’d change them into what I thought they were. In the fifties, there were so many singers, and my parents knew them all. That’s why I could sing along at my mother’s nursing home, and fit right in with the oldsters!
My parents had me take piano lessons, and I sang in the school choir when I was in grade school. The piano was moved out a few years ago when my fingers stopped working, but music stilled remained. In my high school years, I listened to all the latest songs, and my parents hated them. My father said The Beatles were a ‘flash in the pan.’ (Sorry, Dad!) Then, in my senior year, many of us started to realize the beauty of older songs of our parents’ time, and rebels that we were, we began listening to Sinatra, Dean Martin, Andy Williams, and others.
Through the years, I was bombarded by my children’s music – heavy metal, grunge, punk, rap, and the rest of the list. But I still took time to listen to my own favorites, too. Even now, I’ll listen to the latest pop music, and much of it, I like. That said, though, I didn’t watch the Grammys last night. I don’t like too many award shows, but I also don’t enjoy watching the musicians perform. I learned who the winners were this morning, and I’m sure I’ll be hearing the songs played over and over.
I don’t watch the Country Music Awards, either, and they seem to air several times a year. I was never a country music fan, but lately, the songs seem to cross over to pop. So I enjoy Lady Antebellum and Little Big Town, along with the current songs. I do enjoy some of the alternative or New Age music, too. I can play something from Wyndham Hill or Secret Garden and become totally relaxed. I suppose I have somewhat of an eclectic taste, music-wise.
So, from my mash-up of lyrics to my humming along to tunes, I suppose I’ll always enjoy listening to music. If only I could get my feet to cooperate so I could dance to that music! Are you a music lover, too? What’s your favorite music? Do you try to dance along?