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The musical score of my life between New York and San Francisco

The musical score of my life between New York and San Francisco

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My six year old son has no idea what is a cassette tape.  He has no idea what a mix tape is.  He looks at a CD and he thinks it is an XBox game. The idea that music was touchable is probably a bit odd. Music is ephemeral to him.

My mother, on the other hand, loved mix tapes. She had barrels full of them. Music was an important part of her daily life and everyday and moment had a soundtrack and musical score.   Even so, I grew up hating musicals. Their lack of realism severely bothered me. However, music is part of my everyday life as well.

As I live in my two worlds of New York and Sam Francisco, I find myself humming and skipping (yes, I still do that) along to certain songs that very well capture the oddity of my life these days. I set my Ipod to automatically create my “living between two worlds” playlist and I walk and climb up the hills to that beat.

1. We Used to Wait by Arcade Fire.  It is a song of nostalgia, that so aptly notes

“I used to write
I used to write letters
I used to sign my name
I used to sleep at night”

2. Out of Line by The Bravery.  A great driving beat that notes

Forgive me if I’m out of line 

I can’t control myself sometimes 

I think I’m sick but I might be well 

I think I’m broke but it’s hard to tell”

3. Renegades by X Ambassadors, which captures my every morning as I make my new life transition:

“Long live the pioneers
Rebels and mutineers
Go forth and have no fear
Come close and lend an ear”

4. A Rush and a Push and Land is ours by the Smiths. An oldie but goldie. How can I ever get over a song that notes there is too much caffeine in my bloodstream?
5. I can’t hear you by the Dead Weather.  I just love that first stanza that notes
I can’t hear you
You’re talking to yourself
And what you’re used to
It don’t work on no one else
I imagine myself covering my ears and sticking my tongue out like a little girl.  The song is not about that at all but it still gives me that image that brings me joy.
Hold, hold on, hold onto me
‘Cause I’m a little unsteady

…I know you’re trying
To fight when you feel like flying

As the Bravery note silence isn’t fooling anyone. Enjoy that soundrack of your life. Each day has its own score and it will tell you something if you bother to stop and truly listen to the message. And as my new favorite band notes: “All hail the underdogs
All hail the new kids.”

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  1. I’m an Old Fart who loves musicals. This is a love inherited from my late father. I remember seeing the film version of The Sound of Music as a family when it premiered in Hollywood. Mostly I remember the smile on his face and twinkle in his eye as we left the theater.

    Dad sang along to his musical scores and soundtracks while he was working on his stamp collection. I emulated him in that way for a while. Mom sold his collection when he passed, though my oldest daughter aka “Mini-Me” took some of it with her.

    I imagine how wonderful it would be for a real person to express their feelings in song and to have those feelings picked up and re-expressed by a bunch of other people who may be perfect strangers. I would be too shy and self-conscious to even think of such a thing, as most people would be. Guess that’s why we all like to sing in the shower.

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