First date was to a live concert at Jones Beach in New York. We saw UB40 play with Chrissy Hines from the Pretenders. It was awesome.. They filmed it on MTV. We both loved music and the concert was great. 1985.
Many more concerts were in our future. Mike loved to listen to music. You could see it hit a chord with him. He played guitar for a few years when I met him, but never pursued it. He would have been happy to do that.
We went to many a live show. I drove him and a few friends back in the 80s to the Meadowlands for a Grateful Dead concert. I mostly remember how the traffic on the Cross Bronx Expressway coming home was as slow as molasses.
Listening to music was a key element in our lives. Music was always playing. Usually his type of music. I had been interested in STYX, Journey and REO Speedwagon back in the 1980s. He did not have much respect for those types of music.
He was more into Jimmy Hendrix for the awesome guitar playing, The Grateful Dead and Jorma Kaukonen to which he had acquired many live music CDs from shows he had seen to choose to listen to as we traveled along our path.
Moving across the county to California led to many new venues. We saw comedy clubs with people who probably became rich and famous. We saw live music in bars and big concerts at college stadiums.
As our children grew, going out for a meal and live music was one night out that we hoped we could get a baby sitter for. When unexpectedly one night a friend gave him two tickets to a Billy Joel, Elton John concert in NYC, we were there. I even skipped out on being a den mother that night!
What a treat.
I cried during the tune ‘Tiny Dancer”.
I was so moved.
We both enjoyed music.
So for the past 21 months I have not really been listening to music. Everything reminds me of Mike and makes me sad. I only know the songs that I have always known.
I tried to listen to my kids music. EDM. Electronic Dance Music. That is helpful if I need to work out or clean my floors. Really. It is energizing and I happen to like the Swedish House Mafia so there!
But I have not found my own music until this past weekend.
One blog I follow mentioned an artist called Regina Spektor.
Seriously, I am not being paid by her at all to mention her name but I put her name on Pandora and I listened to such a nice playlist of tunes. Most of them I had never heard of before so that was actually nice. I love my memories, but I am trying hard to move forward, so listening to new songs is better that crying over old tunes and memories.
Music gives me the opportunity to try a new playlist to my life.
Listening to inspiring songs with words attached can make me feel hopeful.
It is a time of transition for me and the music must go on. I am looking forward to the new tunes in my life.
Do you have any new artists that inspire you?