What to do when your music service fails you, you don't want to pay, and you don't have the mental energy to learn a new provider?
A few weeks back a friend made reference to the song “Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys.” I hadn’t heard that song in ages, so I used it to build a Pandora station. Little did I realize what the result would be – a time machine back to childhood. The very… Continue reading Nostalgia Lagoon
Last month First 50 Words had a writing prompt that strangely made my chest tighten: Writing Music. How on earth are people able to come up with original musical scores is beyond me. The whole thought of having to come up with a song horrified me. I remembered back to when I watched the movie The… Continue reading Writing Music
Within minutes of finishing my anti-music post, I wrote this one about a favorite music memory. When I worked at PC World, I took public transit from the East Bay into San Francisco. It took just shy of one and a half hours each way. Emerging from the BART station, there were often musical performers… Continue reading Musical Movement
Growing up, whenever we were in the car, there was always music playing. Ma and I would sing along - her in perfect pitch and me all over the place. Thinking about that period in my life always makes me smile, as I do every time Kenny Rogers or Mama and Papas come on the… Continue reading Music and the Mirror