November 18, 2014

  • Listening and Learning

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    As a child growing up, I remember listening to music. It was such a strong influence in my life. I can remember getting my first transistor radio. It came with a small earphone, which I used to hide under my pillow. I would lie in my bed and listen to music , long after all the lights were out all through the house.
    I'd work and save, just to be able to buy batteries for that radio. On some nights I would be very lucky because my mom would play her records on the record player until late. I fell asleep listening to Nat King Cole, my favorite, but she played many others also. I learned the music of Frank Sinatra, and Tony Bennett, Andy Williams, and Perry Como, and so many more. What an influence listening to those songs has had on my life. My ideas of what love could be, or should be, grew from those roots. I remember seeing "Cinderella" by Rodgers and Hammerstein on TV in 1964. What an influence that had on a young boy, not just the story, but the music and singing. I've never forgotten. A fairy tale told in living color to a boy, who for what ever reason believed the things he saw and heard, could be true.....

    so long ago, one of my favorites, Nat King Cole singing late in the night.

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  • Music does have a profound effect - I grew up hearing all the Broadway hits from 1924 and on in addition to Harry Belafonte. But the majority of the music I heard was classical and to this day classical music is by far the music that strikes a chord in my soul.

  • I agree and do so understand, @ murisopsis , My mom would play classical music also. I have a very deep connection to Beethoven and especially "Moonlight Sonata". I loved Holst "The Planets" and so many others.
    Music is my drug of choice :)

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