My new buddy at Adventures in Estrogen is busting out February with a music theme. Every day she writes about a music experience she’s had in her life. While I don’t know that I could do an entire month, I will do a couple of posts about what it means to me. And I’ll throw in a couple of songs that have meaning. I know I did the soundtrack post, but that was more to do with how songs remind me of others. This reflects what I think and feel about life.
I don’t have specific moments where music played a huge part of the how I felt. Music has been part of my entire life. I’m the person with songs that mean something to them. You see, I started piano lessons when I was 6. To this day, the best piano I ever touched was the studio version that was in the church. In fact, the last time I stopped, it still had the richest sound and may even be better than when I first played it 40+ years ago.
Songs like “How Great Thou Art”, and “Silent Night” still move me. But it is not the meaning of the song so much as the music itself. I know this is an old cliché, but music truly moves me. A melody can either have me tapping my toes or move me to tears. A stirring rendition of the National Anthem can move me to tears. These are all songs that have beautiful melodies. Their messages are secondary. Then there are the songs that have messages for me.
My tastes range from classical to heavy metal. So get ready for some really strange combinations. This post only touches on country.
There are two songs that reflect what I want out of relationship. “You Are” by Jimmy Wayne, and “I Just Call You Mine” by Martina McBride. In both of these the message is accepting and appreciating your significant other for whom they are and the feelings are returned. Every time I hear these songs, I stop and listen to the words. They are becoming harder for me to hear.
So I’m leaving it at that. These songs make me sad and I don’t believe that was the intention.