Showing posts with label music of life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music of life. Show all posts

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Music memories

I mentioned in a recent blog that a certain song - "Dream On" by Aerosmith always reminds me of riding to scout teams with our girl's basketball coach, Sharon Leslein. Another song, "Tush" by ZZ Top brings back memories of practicing hoops wearing headbands.

It seems my memory bank relates many songs to certain occasions or events. Like the song "Way Down Yonder in the Paw Paw Patch". That one can only reminds me of riding to Mrs. Luin's nursery school. We sang it sitting in the back of her blue station wagon (all loose and shit - no seat belts! Gasp.) What - you say you've never heard of that song? Why you're missing a good one!

"The Ants Go Marching One By One" and many other similar obnoxious songs remind me of girl scouts and summer camp. Kumbaya, ya'll. My vote for the most obnoxious?" 100 Bottles of Beer on the Wall."

Junior High was the time of young love and first dances. All the slow songs of that era bring back those dances. We usually ended each dance with Chicago's "Color My World." For the first formal dance sponsored by the school, I wore a blue corduroy dress that tied at the waist. Awesome! Even today that song still makes me go "awwww" in a melodic fashion. How cute - lil kids dancing slow with each other. Other fave - "Hey Jude."

In High School my friend Joanie Troll sometimes picked me up for school in her green car. The Doobie Brothers song "Black Water" makes me think of piling into her car, with several smokers (my buddies thought it was badass then) harmonizing to that song. Or we'd be in Sally's Merc.

Move on to my lifeguard days - at Sunnyside Pool in Atlantic, Iowa. The only station we could really get was the AM one out of Omaha. Top 40 baby! Certain songs come on and immediately I thing - yep, lifeguard song. I got one day off a week that summer - sometimes I'd head to Omaha to purchase new albums to play on my stereo. A couple I remember getting were Foreigner "Feels like the First Time" and the Commodores - "Easy on Sunday Morning was my favorite."

Tunes are important to college students. I was glad to have my stereo - received as a high school graduation gift from my parents, for my dorm room. Frampton Comes Alive was one I listened to when I got to school - with "Do You Feel Like I Do". I'd gone to see him in concert at Civic Auditorium in Omaha with Craig Both the summer before I went to ISU. I think Chris Deardorff and Jeff Weppler (RIP buddy) were with us. My first college roomie, Loraine Dunn turned me on to Lynyrd Skynyrd - loved me some "Free Bird."

The first few weeks I was at college there was a live band playing at the Great Room at the Memorial Union. The did a great rendition of BTO's "Takin' Care of Business." I learned how to do The Gator (it's a dance that involves gyrating on the floor) that night - so hearing that song brings back good Gator memories! Our friends Moose and Steve influenced our (my roomies and me) music listening during my college years. When I hear Thelma Houston's "I've Got the Music In Me", I remember borrowing their stereo for our apartment parties. Fleetwood Mac's "Sarah" reminds me of driving in the back of Fred Behr's dad's car to Breckenridge to ski for spring break - 20 of us packed into one condominium, what a blast!
ski group - we had a great time!

When I graduated from ISU and headed to Sioux Falls to my first job, Christopher Cross's "Ride Like the Wind" send me on my way from Ames west. The song "Mountain Music" by the group Alabama takes me to when we started camping in Ridgeland, Wisconsin at Mike Huston's folks' farm each 4th of July for about 15 years straight starting in 1980. It was tradition for a long time - loved those times, that family and the song brings back those warm feelings!
Ridgeland - we drank a lot of beer!
 

Hearing Steve Winwood's "Valerie" reminds me of my time in the Big O - Omaha - windows downn on my Chevy Monza driving down West Center Street on my way to Bakers Grocery Store. Then Paul and I got married and moved to Council Bluffs (or as the T-shirt says Counciltucky). Sadly - we tired of moving all those albums around and tossed many in the dumpster when he got a promotion and we moved to Osage in northern Iowa.

Music came even into play when we were deciding what to name our first child. Lindsay? Stephanie? When started listening to Pure Prairie League's "Aimee" we knew that was it. When our babe was born she was an Amy, which means "Beloved". I traveled for work when we first moved to Osage - listening to Springsteen's "Born in the USA" from that era.

Moving south to Creston - brings us to the infamous First National Bank Christmas party. This one involved a dance at Crestmoor Country Club - one loan officer's young wife dirty danced with an older loan officer who was a widow. Much liquor was involved. I began a love affair with the song "Love Shack". It's still my favorite dancing song today - just ask my kids. And friends. And husband. Pretty much anyone who knows me! When my kids were young, I introduced them to many of my favorite artists and I'm afraid it took. Amy still loves Fleetwood Mac, Wilson Phillips, Jann Arden and some other bands we played in the day. I would put the stereo on and we'd dance - oh how we'd dance.

I could go on  - but you get the picture. I'm sure you have your own music memories. Care to share? As you can tell some of mine are very specific - a song goes with a very important memory in my life.

Thanks to the writers and musicians in this world who have helped make the times of lives richer.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The tunes of my life

Just finished my hour long power walk while listening to my iPod (sans headache I might add). While walking I began thinking about the songs in my life that I identify with certain sections of time.

My earliest memories are songs from home of course. My mother, bless her heart, had a voice like, well like nothing I can think of. In a bad way. But she taught us some of her childhood favorites.
I See The Moon is my favorite. (the moon sees me, the moon sees the one I want to see. God bless the moon and God bless me, and God bless the one I want to see). What a beautiful little ditty!

The other was more of a dirge - especially when Mom sang it.
Go Tell Aunt Rhodie (the old grey goose is dead)

After that, Mrs. Lewin's nursery school provided the next memorable song:
Way Down Yonder in the Paw Paw Patch (where oh where is my friend Leslie - way down yonder in the paw paw patch)

Next we have the Brownie/Girl Scout years.
I Have Something in my Pocket it Belongs Across My Face (I keep it very close at hand in a most convenient place - I'm sure you will not guess it if you guess a long long time, so I'll take it out and put it on...it's a great big Brownie smile!

And many other classic camp/scout songs -
The Ants go Marching
Found a Peanut

The song Tallahassee Bridge always reminds me of our drive to Florida - Mom and we 4 girls. We drove through that area, and the sad song made a real impact.

Moving into the junior high range, we have the songs from Chorus:
Inch Worm - we sang in the back of my parents green 67 Ford station wagon on the way to a football game for my birthday. Mom had provided goodie bags for all, including popcorn balls! We sang in earnest teenage voices, in two part harmony

Also we sang a song our class made up - a version of "Come Saturday Morning" I don't know the real words - just the ones our class made up - I'm going to watch cartoons - Pink Panther and the Avenger. Wild World of Sports....etc. My we were clever!

Don't forget the songs from our first dances -
Color My World has to be the all time fave slow song.
Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog

I shared before my love for young Miko Jackson. ABC! Stop the Love you Save - all played on a little record player kept under my beddie bye

When high school hit, we had sock hops after the games (it was a retro thing - thanks to the Happy Days craze) I loved Elton John and the Big Bopper

In 9th grade I fell in love with the Spanish version of If You Could Read My Mind - went something like this "Sentido de sol, sentido de corazon" It was quite beautiful. Our Spanish teacher Senor Seufert taught it to us. We thought Senor was gay (don't know the spanish term) but he surprised us by getting married and fathering 4 boys...)

My sisters Susi and Cindy influenced me all through my wonder years.

Then came the rock years - thanks to the influence of the Deardorff clan, especially Scott who turned me onto Aerosmith
Walk the Way
Toys in the Attic

Doobies, Rare Earth, Steely Dan and more. I loved purchasing a new record album. Back then they were works of art - containing lists of the songs with all the words and sometimes information about what inspired the song.

Then it was 1976 - I had my new stereo, given to me by my parientes (see Senior, some of that espanol did take!)
I went to college with Peter Frampton - who came alive in my dorm room. And Fleetwood Mac. My roomie Loraine had Lynard Skynard - Freebird! Also REO Speedwagon, Head East - college students have the best tunes!

When I went home for the summer, and was a lifeguard at Sunnyside, the local swimming pool. We listened to an Omaha radio station all day. Feels Like the First Time - Foreigner

more later (cuz there's a whole lotta life since college left to talk about) on this topic. But I'd like to hear about your music experiences.