In honor of the anniversary of the invention of the phonograph in 1877, it’s time for a blog about music! While I wouldn’t say I share either of my parents’ tastes in music, I was definitely raised in a musical household. My mother is an accomplished singer and is currently performing with the Jacksonville Symphony Chorus. Be sure to look for her if you attend a Holiday Pops Concert!
I associate certain albums with different times in my life. Growing up in the 1970s, I was mad for the rockabilly sound of the Eagles, still my all time favorite band, and raised on classic rock. My parents happily indulged me with ABBA on vinyl and my cool older cousin gifted me with everything from the Little River Band to Led Zeppelin’s Houses of the Holy. In seventh grade I fell madly in love with Simon LeBon and covered my walls with Duran Duran posters. When my closest friend, Tiffany, fell for Michael Jackson I was devastated. We compromised by obsessing over Cheap Trick.
Music got me into all sorts of trouble. I got lectures for listening to everything from Olivia Newton John’s “Physical” to Madonna’s “Like A Virgin” and Wham’s “Careless Whisper”. In response I bought headphones and ventured into Dark Wave territory. What would Mother think of the Ramones, the Violent Femmes, and Joy Division? By college I had developed a profound addiction to the Cure and still tell anyone who will listen that Robert Smith is a genius.
I am one of those people who has music playing all the time. I love Alt Nation on Sirius radio (discover why and an X rated song in my Hidden Journaling class!). I love show tunes and standards. I can belt out dozens of Big Band tunes (“I’ll Be Seeing You” is my favorite). My Dad loves the music of the 1950s and introduced me to it on road trips with cassettes of the first shock jock, Wolfman Jack, as DJ. I appreciate almost all genres of music (hip hop, rap and country are exceptions). I’m as likely to sing along to Peter, Paul and Mary as I am to Buddy Holly. Give me everything from the Doors to Nirvana, Alice in Chains or Stone Temple Pilots!
I associate certain songs and bands with special people in my life. My dear friend Michael introduced me to Erasure and I can’t hear “A Little Respect” without thinking of our many adventures together. My college roommate, Cheryl, was a country music fan and I always think of her when I hear “Boot Scootin’ Boogie” or “Friends in Low Places”. We always sang along to Margaritaville together and changed the lyrics to ‘it’s always HIS fault’. My adorable godchildren created their own G rated version of “Hope It Gives You Hell”. I can’t hear “Only You” by Yaz without remembering the greatest love of my life, Andrew Trappen, who stole my heart the first day of kindergarten.
So this weekend’s scrappy challenge is to create a layout about any song from the soundtrack of your life! I admit I am scraplifting mine. I saw the most amazing layout about the Cure’s Lovesong using a chipboard treble clef and a Jenni Bowlin bingo card. I can’t wait to create my own!