Monday, March 8, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
It was so fun to stack those records on top of each other on the turntable and move that arm over to hold them suspended on a long pin above the turntable. Watching that arm with the needle detect when the record had finished the last song and magically move so the next record could drop down and start playing. Now that was magic. I can remember trying to help the arm with the needle move onto the record, but no, it didn't need help and rebelled by falling onto the record and scratching it. I've often thought how my Mom had a love for music. I remember her putting on that hard rock, Twist, by Chubby Checker and dancing with me and my sisters. It's some pretty hard rock, if you don't believe me just google it, but plug your ears, I dare you! Sometimes I wonder if she knew then that she was giving me a gift, the gift was a love for music.
Many times I can remember seeing my Mom listen to sweet soft music, the music would touch her spirit and bring her to tears. Often this would happen and I'd chuckle and poke fun of her, I of course was never going to be like her. In my teenage ignorance I saw this as a weakness. I have since discovered that she was incredibly sensitive and tender hearted. I have learned to never say never, now I find myself getting misty eyed at the sound of sweet soft music.
I am so thankful for a Mom who gave me the gift of a tender heart. Who woke me up early on Saturdays when I was a teenager cause the music was turned up loud. I can endure the chuckles I get from my kids now, someday they'll understand. I'd like to tell them that, more than likely, because of genetics soon they'll be the ones on the receiving end of a chuckle. It doesn't matter what anyone says, music can move you, the way it moves you is a choice. Some music moves me to want to pull my hair out while another moves me to want to clean the house, but the kind I like best is the music that takes me back to earlier days and memories. It makes me feel alive, calm and causes me to think and remember. Now, go put a record on and turn it up, LOUD!