On Fridays, we write, for five minutes, and we don't worry if it is right or not. Such fun! Join us?
Today's prompt: Song. Here goes...
I clearly remember standing in front of the table at the end of the hall, barely as tall as the table itself, gripping an 8-track tape of Captain and Tennille in my little hands and shoving it into the player, waiting for the first strains of Muskrat Love to come out of the speakers.
During the years when my stepfather lived with us, in the little house on Oxford St, the soundtrack of life then was country music, not the new pop-Country stuff, the old-fashioned down on your luck, whiskey-drinking, broken-hearted stuff.
Recently, while my feet pedaled furiously on the spin bike at the gym, an AC/DC song came on. Instantly I was transported right back to the dark high school gymnasium, the smoke from the fog machine whirling around, the dancing bodies of my classmates around me, the screechy voice of the lead singer ringing in my head.
I hear the song Breath of Heaven by Amy Grant and it always reminds me of the year our church put on the Living Christmas Tree, and I stood in my place as part of the choir high up in the huge tree, hearing the soloist’s pure, breathy voice sing about Mary and her journey to Bethlehem and the birth of Jesus.
I wonder what songs I will hear, years from now, that will bring me back to this time? Maybe the Elton John songs my son downloaded to iTunes? The Josh Garrells music we all love so much? Mumford and Sons? Will I remember rocking out to You Can Call Me Al by Paul Simon during a wicked game of Sorry with the kids? Or the first time I played Farther Along for my husband, eyes full of tears at the beautiful truths contained there?
What songs are you listening to today? What memories do they stir for you?