Musical Memories

I love music! I listen to it everyday. I listen on the way to work, at work (they lock me in a room alone since I count money), listen to it on the way home and most nights I am walking around the house singing what songs I heard that day. Or singing to Aaron random songs I made up for him. I'm cheesy, what can I say!? :o)

So I was thinking...what is it about music that is so great? Was it the beats? I love songs I can dance too. Was it the words they were singing? I guess that is true too. But there is definitely more to it.

Anytime I hear Styx I think of my sister. There isn't a time Nickie and I are together that we are jamming out to Mr. Roboto!

A certain Mariah Carey song will always remind me of Mandy driving a white car that belonged to a 'King'.

My road trip to Myrtle Beach memories always consist of us screaming Livin On A Prayer as loud as we could possibly sing it, all in an effort to stay awake and well...just to be crazy.

The first trip to Cummins Cider Mill (in Ceres, PA) for a bunch of UPB students was highlighted by singing Celine Deon at the top of our lungs. The great part about that was I was in a car filled with guys!

Singing hymns in church always makes me think of my Nana. And in my Grandpap's eyes Glen Miller could sing no wrong. So when my iPod rolls around to In the Mood or Little Brown Jug, a smile breaks out every time.

Any 80's song takes me back to a bar in Kingston, where a bunch of cool girls I know rocked out with some Canadians.

Of course there are always songs that make me remember a sad time. Those songs I tend to skip but the few I do listen to may start out with a sad feeling but by the time the song has ended, I have remembered the fun times shared.

I think the main reason I love music is because all the songs I love are tied to someone I love and the great memories we've created. Music is more than a way to past the day for me. My iPod is almost like a scrapbook! And what better way is there to recall a friend/memory than bopping down the road, tapping out beats on the steering wheel, singing at the top of your lungs while strangers drive by looking at you like your from another planet!? There is no better way for me.