Sunday, July 26, 2009

The Soundtrack of Your Life

So, a friend asked me "What ringtone do you want?" He was going to customize it so he knew when I was calling. Huh. I was stumped.

You would think that would be an easy question, but nu-uh! How does one define themselves by one song?

While I would love to call myself an audiophile, I know way too many people whose passion for music far exceeds mine. I am lazy with it. I haven't searched for new and exciting things, mainly because it is hard for me to define what I would want to find. So, I wait for friends to share with me. Although, with iLike on Facebook, I have found myself venturing out a little more and searching. I have found many things i like, no pun intended. OK, well, maybe a little intended.

Regardless, my life is filled with music. Much of it is the stuff I grew up with in the 70's & 80's, but that would also include the 30's through 60's too. I can pull out the lyrics to a 40's tune almost as easily as I can one from the 80's. There are few genres that I can't tolerate, but I do find it odd, the songs I didn't like "back in the day" I can tolerate now, mainly on nostalgia. Case in point: Richard Marx. Couldn't stand his frizzy mulleted "don't mean nothin'" voice back in the 80's yet, I still find him "right here waiting for [me]". But now, I listen.

There are still some I have to change when I hear the 1st bar of the tune: "Nothing Compares 2 U" - puke. " "My name is Luca" - vomit. The only thing that can help me tolerate the first is that I can associate it with Australia. As we all know (OK, maybe YOU don't, but many do), if it is linked to my Oz, I can find a way to love it. The song was popular here before I went "down under" and then, it was released there right after I got there. I had to put up with that weird shaved head for a year. I digressed...

I don't want to think of the songs that bug me, I want the songs that fill my life with love and fond memories ~ we don't focus on those times near enough!

Even in times of sadness, like my grandpa's death. I remember during that summer, (1984?) we spent so much time reminiscing about him my mom's childhood and fixing up my great-grandma's house to prepare it for renting. Quarterflash's "Harden My Heart" was popular and when I hear it, I remember that time with my family and the smell of corn starch & downy ~ what we used to remove the wall paper in the house.

To many of those types of songs, I refer to them as my "Childhood Happy Songs," (even if for no other reason, they had a lot of "nah nah nah nah nahs" in them). Cherish, Sister Golden Hair, Philadelphia Freedom, Afternoon Delight, Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin', Wildfire, to name just a few. These make my heart swell when I heart them. They bring me back to such a warm comfortable place. My parents gave me a wonderful life and filled it with music.

I grew up in the right decade. I wanted my MTV and I GOT it. I was Hungry like the wolf (you know you said it in that quick breathy Simon leBonn way too!), I didn't know what She-Bop was really about, but I sang right along with it anyway (sister, that song too was about masturbation, just like Blister in the Sun, and the dance moves in Beat It!). I remember when you had to wait up until the wee hours (11 pm!) to hear the Cure & REM for the Alternative (120 Minutes) on MTV. It was the end of the world as we knew it and i did feel fine. I can sing along with a lot of that and I do know the right lyrics to "Come on Eileen," I have won over at least 1 person with that knowldge alone.

Music is so personal. It is the poetry to which I fill my life. I just saw "Mama Mia" and mentioned to a friend that from now on, if song lyrics fit a situation, I will break into song and treat my life as my own musical. Who am I kidding, I have already been doing that - you know it's true if you have spent any time with me.

The music of my life is flavored with the experiences I have shared. I have "The Best Thing" that summarizes my life in Oz. The perfect anchor song for that, yet I also have "Roam" that has a special place too and not for the obvious "I was roaming around the world" connection - it's much more personal than that. Rattle & Hum, Guns & Roses, Kate Cebrano, Terrence Trent D'Arby, Jimmy Barnes, Johnny Diesel...all Aussie connections. And how can I not include Elton & Phil in that mix?!

I am going to go and mow my lawn now, an event that won't make it into the movie of my life, but while I am mowing, I will be listening to my mp3 player and listening to songs that help me make it through every day. And I will be wondering if that song will make it into the official soundtrack of my life.

2 comments:

  1. Come on Eileen... one of the blatant attempts by a singer to get the clothing of the object of affection.

    Another good one is More Than Words: sure you can say it, but why don't you take your clothes off?

    In fact, the term "rock'n'roll" was just a euphemism for sex anyway.

    Then there are the days of the roller rink! Summer songs. Our parents summer songs. All the dances we (supposedly) went to (I couldn't get many dates).

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  2. I only made it to a couple of dances "as friends" ~ I couldn't get dates either.

    All I remember from the roller rink was wearing parachute pants, falling and the friction melting the pants to my knee.

    Another blatant song: Good Girls Don't (but I do) by The Knack. Seriously, go check those lyrics out...

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