Music to My Ears

I love music.

I'm not a huge fan of country or heavy metal, although some of it stirs me. Give me classical when I'm busy, or rockabilly when I'm cruising. Different music for different moods.

Some music makes me angry, but I don't know why. It isn't the lyrics. Maybe it's the pitch, or the incessant pounding that accompanies some of the modern stuff (it can't be called a 'tune').

I don't read music, but I can't stand hearing the same chord over and over. I easily recognize a wrong note, or a melody that isn't the way I remember it. I am a rock purist.

Once I get a few gin and tonics down, the fun begins--give me that old time rock and roll. There is a place for Jackson Browne, and there is a time for Santana and Dr. Hook, but it's the beat...the beat that makes me tap my foot till I feel the need to jump out of my skin and on to the dance floor. I'm not much of a dancer....but I love to feel the drums as I move my feet, the guitar as I bounce, the keyboard as I attempt to carry a tune.

Music can soothe me when I'm sad or angry. It can bring back a memory of days long past, maybe of a wonderful summer as a kid, or a cozy winter night. I shiver when I hear some of those songs...the memory becomes so strong.

Music can calm the nightmares, enhance our worship, bring joy to us when nothing else can.  It's not an easy feeling to describe. It just is. Music can inspire patriotism. It can drop us to our knees in happiness or in sorrow. There are songs that make me laugh out loud, and some that make me sob. Music fills all those little pockets of my soul. It makes me whole.

There  is music everywhere. Listen to the music in the hum of the wind, the chirping of the songbird, the sweetness in your love's voice. Music is all around if we listen for it.

I love to go dancing, preferably to a live band. There's something about swaying to "Unchained Melody" or "I Can't Help Falling in Love" that gives me the warm fuzzies. Don't speak, just let me feel your heartbeat and your warm breathing against my face. We don't need ballroom costumes or fancy moves--just someone to remind us when the song ends......