I love music, I hear something for the first time or from
the past I haven’t heard in a long time, and I immediately love it. The problem
is it doesn’t go away, it plays round and round in my head and I can’t get rid
of it. One such song is Any Dream Will
Do, with its vocal backgrounds and
steady beats supplying the beautiful lyrics
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So to get relief from this constant onslaught I thought to
myself I have: “With a song in my head!” a take off of that old ditty standby
that is sung back in the 40’s and 50’s I looked up the lyrics from: With A Song In My Heart, and you guessed
it, that is now playing around between my ears!
The first instrument I was introduced to was a pair of
sticks. The teacher gave them to me and I didn’t have a clue what they were for
or how to play them. So once the Kindergarten class of 1950 started their
involuntary symphony, I used the two sticks as batons, yes leading the class
with both hands, it was then that
Sister Mary Hairy had me clap them together.
I never had the urge to join a band, since it meant
marching, which meant long walks, which meant getting tired. My philosophy is
why make myself tired, angry or hungry, such needless actions that only
interfere with naps and create misery. Since marching does that to me, I avoid
it.
I’m not a parade goer, hating parades since I struck a deal
with my parents when I needed a camera for photography class in college, and it
meant I now had to photograph two little sisters in a band, a total mindless
deal. I should have brought sketches to my parents instead.
It seems that every Broadway show I go to, especially
musicals, the music is so good I leave the theater singing show tunes in my
head, which last at least until I’m done eating at the restaurant that usually
follows the show.
Verdi’s Grand March
is another tune that has visited me all too often.
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Infringement on my skull also
includes Strauss and his Blue Danube.
But the music I keep hearing over
and over again, comes from the choice I made way back when, when I got married
and selected Ode to Joy by Beethoven
as some of the music at the church ceremony. That stemmed from my senior design
project: 9 album covers for Beethoven’s 9 symphonies.
Now don’t get me wrong, I enjoy
rock and roll and standard ballads by more contemporary singers and some not so
contemporary, and they too have stuck the music between the ears for days at a
time. But the most egregious music is one by Petula Clarke, who I was in love
with in my college years. The song was Downtown
and the weird thing is that it bothered my Dad even more.
It seems one summer I was working
at my father’s place of business, and there was a fellow classmate of mine
working there too in our high school senior year. She was a nice gal with a
great sense of life and humor, and had a portable radio, which she played
constantly to the delight of yours truly. Once old Petula came on the air with Downtown, up went the volume and down
went Dad’s will to live, he would go home and complain about the song. He
didn’t have the heart to tell her to shut it off, and so he suffered. When he
wanted me to do something I didn’t feel like doing, I would sing Downtown which turned him off to
thinking, losing his train of thought.
Sorry Dad, I was a rotten kid! Well
rested but rotten.
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