I love music. There are a few exceptions:
I decidedly do not love death metal, drawn out screaming guitar solos, and the never changing background beat in almost all jazz songs. Other than that, bring me your classic rock, oldies, soft rock, soundtracks, R & B, disco, dance, classical, country and rap. You read that right. In fact, you won’t be the first person to be surprised at my love of certain Fifty Cent songs.
There are so many memories, emotions and thoughts that are triggered by a few notes and chords, and I thought it would be fun to run through a few of those here.
First, there are those songs that make you think of someone you love:
Danny’s Song by Kenny Loggins, & Forever Young by Rod Stewart always make me think of my son.
You & I Both by Jason Mraz – makes me think of Jasmine, because of the time we were belting it out at the top of our lungs and I accidentally rear ended someone. Not cool.
Thinking Out Loud, makes me think of Ed Sheeran. Just joking, it was our wedding song, so it makes me think of my Hubs.
Walking on Sunshine by Katrina and the Waves. That and anything by the Cars makes me think of my sister. And shenanigans.
Oh, Canada and Moon River, are favorites of my dad. But there is also a random “Get Your Tongue Out of My Mouth, Cuz I’m Kissing You Goodbye” that he swears is a real song, but I’m really not so sure.
And there is that Amy Grant Christmas album I loved so much that I gifted to Gramma Girl. When I commented how much I loved it, she offered to give it to me. To this day, she swears she was being nice, and wanted to share it with me if I liked it so much, and I swear she just didn’t like it, and was happy to gift it away. I crack myself up!
Our son Payton is largely nonverbal, yet stick around long enough and you’ll hear him singing what is unmistakably something by Journey. Rubber Ducky and Frosty the Snowman make regular appearances, as well.
Then there is of course the one that makes you cry: The Best Day by Taylor Swift. Thanks to a CD Jasmine once made me for my birthday, this one gets me every time.
I suspect we all have a song (or songs) that when we hear them we can remember exactly where we were and what was happening:
My godmother comes to mind, dancing around the house to Oh What a Night by the Four Seasons. I can also remember as a young adult hearing that song, remembering her dancing, and having a grown up realization that I was at that moment the age she probably was when she was dancing with an adoring audience.
How about those songs that make you think of someone or something RANDOM?
I remember the yoga class I was in when I heard the song Today by Joshua Radin for the first time. RANDOM!Corpse pose. Physical and emotional release. Was it the music? Was it the yoga?
And I’ll never not think of Nicholas, the CEO of our company, when I hear Fernando by Abba. OR my (much younger) friend Mary who swears she’s never even heard that song before! (How is that even possible?!?)
Which brings me to another thing – what is it about music attached to a picture slide show/video? I become defenseless – and I don’t even have to know anyone in the photos. I’m just done as soon as the montage starts.
Can’t stay off the dance floor when this one comes on:
Blurred Lines by Robin Thicke and the aforementioned Fifty Cent – I mean In Da Club, COME ON! (Which I may or may not be enjoying right now.)
Need a sudden dose of bravado, or swagger? Just turn on Superstition by Stevie Wonder. Strut it, baby.
Turn it up. Every Time:
Unfold by Jason Mraz and AC/DC Back in Black
Can we talk about WRONG LYRICS?
A few categories here: You were wrong, and had no idea you were wrong:
The Middle by Jimmy Eat World is a favorite in our family. Mostly because the littles used to sing “elder to elder” instead of “everything everything” … “will be alright alright!”
Olivia Newton John & John Travolta You’re the One That I Want. In the chorus “You’re the one that I want” they (evidently) immediately follow it with “You are the one I want…” I could SWEAR they were saying “You’re the one that I want/give all my love for” and it wasn’t until I heard someone sing it correctly that my mind was blown.
And who doesn’t love Rock Lovester, by the B52s? I know one guy who does, but he’ll accuse me of picking on him if I call him out here. #nameless
How can you sing the right lyrics when you have no idea WHAT THE HELL THEY ARE EVEN SAYING:
Blinded by the Light by Manfred Mann – Just exactly what the hell ARE they saying, AND WHAT THE HELL DOES ANY OF IT MEAN?
And then this song by Lee Michaels in 1971 Do You Know What I Mean:
Been forty days since I don’t know when
I just saw her with my best friend
Do you know what I mean?
Lord, do you know what I mean?
I just saw her yesterday
I just saw her, learn how to stay
Do you know what I mean?
Lord, do you know what I mean?
As a matter of fact sir, I do not know what you mean. I have absolutely no idea what you mean.
“Weird Al” Yankovic gets a break, well, because he does it ON PURPOSE! Like a Sturgeon, Eat It and I Lost on Jeopardy are classics.
What song will you admit to singing wrong ON PURPOSE? I am ashamed to admit that I cannot hear Hey Jude without filling in the memory from my childhood “Hey Jude, I saw you nude, don’t try to fake it, I saw you naked…” (It is problematic that my husband accuses me of having the sense of humor of a 12 year old, and I can see it very clearly as I am sharing this…)
And I can’t recall a dance or wedding in recent history where Mony Mony didn’t evoke the ever popular “Hey/hey what/get laid get …” Yeah, that one’s really fun.
But the one that gets me the most?
I just can’t.
For the love of God, WHY do people feel the need to yell this out any time a live band is playing? Like, really dude, how original.
I much prefer “We need more cowbell!”
Name that artist!
My sister and I have a 30+ year battle going on with this one. Anytime a song comes on – ANYTIME – it is a race to name the artist. We find it hillarious and have gotten others to get in on the game with us. We have also been known to annoy people with this game (did I mention it is ANYTIME a song comes on? Read: The rule is “We are always playing!)
Now a recent tweet sensation claimed that whatever song was #1 on the charts on your 14th birthday, is the song that defines your life.
July 6, 1981 according to the Billboard Hot 100 (Admit it, you just heard the jingle for “Casey’s Coast to Coast!”) the number one song – therefore defining my life – on my 14th birthday was none other than: Bette Davis Eyes by Kim Carnes.
Well then. I HATE that song. Always have. Why does that have to be my anthem?
Ok, I may be precocious, and as evidenced by last week’s blog, I’ll even admit to a bit of ferocious (when hungry). I am however pretty sure all the boys don’t think I’m a spy…
LOOK at this list: Jesse’s Girl by Rick Springfield, or The One That You Love by Air Supply I loved BOTH of those songs when I was 14! … I would have even liked it if it pointed to Stars on 45 (Yes, that one I like. A medley. Upbeat and I have a fun memory of being with that same aunt in her red convertible hearing that song. That could be the theme of my life.) But NO, I get to have Betty Fricken Davis Eyes because my birthday fell in a time when Kim Carnes was on top of the charts. Sigh. (At this moment, you may be seeing the significance of my “Random Musings of a Classic Over-thinker” blog subtitle.)
Speaking of CLASSIC:
Being a big fan of Led Zeppelin, when my babies were babies, I taught them that whenever I would ask “who sings this?” they would know to reply “Led Zeppelin!” It was a super fun party trick, and gained us popularity from coast to coast. As I think of it today, I should have upped my parenting game and put wagers on them. How did I miss that?
My hair in both of those photos = also classic. Now, let’s get on with it.
Okay, last topic: The albums I WORE OUT from overplay? (I say “album” loosely as I know for a fact at least one of these was an 8-track. I bet my friend Mary doesn’t even know what that is!)
It was probably about that same time that my life’s path was allegedly being formed with Kim Carnes, because Genesis ABACAB and Kenny Loggins’ Keep The Fire come to mind. Billy Joel’s The Stranger, for sure. In later years, I loved my James Taylor Greatest Hits, and in my country phase Kathy Mattea and Winona were on constant replay. More recently, in the advent of iTunes, iPods, Pandora and Sirius radio, there aren’t really CDs or albums that get all of my attention. I get to experience the genre or the mood I’m feeling in that moment, without having to skip over the lesser favorite songs on a whole album. BRILLIANT! I’ve certainly done a number on that birthday CD from Jasmine, too.
In a nutshell, even though I don’t play an instrument, and I’m fairly certain no one enjoys my singing, or dancing, music was, is and will continue to be so important in my life. I’ll bet you could all say the same.
You Heard the Lady,
p.s. Let me know in the comments some of YOUR music memories! AND if you now have an earworm, what is it??