Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Music

I just finished the book Love is a Mix Tape by Rob Sheffield, who is an editor / contributor to Rolling Stone magazine and many other outlets. It chronicles his love of music, a special woman and the nineties in general. It details his courtship and marriage to Renee Crist; sadly it also chronicles her death after 5 years of marriage and his life and coping afterward.

Moving right along with this, each chapter opens with a song list for a mix tape that reminds him or was listening to at the time. Most of the songs I knew, some I didn't, but I understand the sentiment behind each chapter. Love indeed is a mix tape.

A good and dear friend of mine recommended this book to me, she and I have our own mix tapes in history.

This book is for those who remember a "mix tape" and grew up on the hard rock of the late eighties and fell in love with grunge and rock in the nineties; its for anyone who has experienced love and loss.

I thought deeply about my life while reading this book. I am fortunate to be married to a wonderful woman and have to great boys. But more than that, I have music. Sometimes a song comes on the radio and I am immediately drawn back to the time when I first heard it, or the time I kissed that girl, or the time I walked out of my house. the time I divorced, the time I was married. I think you get the point. A good song excites all of your senses, s,ell, sight and taste included.

I remember as little kid, probably about 8 or 9 when my ma and pa bought me my first real record player. I took Sgt. Peppers and put it on the turntable. Of course I had heard all the songs on this record before, but not through my own speakers. To this day, I still tremble and get goosebumps when I hear the 4/4 beat of Ringo's drum and the electric masterpiece of George's guitar as the song comes in on the first few notes.

I still get pumped up at the hearing Chuck D's powerful delivery on the album, "It Takes a Nation of Millions". The anger in Trent Reznor's synthesizer. The picking of Lyndsay Buckingham.

Every single song has a special place in my heart. I hope you have a chance to read this book, I hope it inspires you to remember your old friends, your old enemies. The time you almost got arrested. You get the idea.

3 comments:

  1. Sounds like a great book, I'll reserve it at the library - hopefully won't take too long to get it in. I hear you on the mix tapes of your life. We should all write 'em down. Thanks for sharing.xoxo AJ (the aunt not the boy...reminds me of Mike, the boy, not the dog...you get my drift)xoxo
    Hey when you hit LV, let me know,I could hitch a ride wit you???

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  2. I feel the same way about music, it definately takes you places. Every time I hear Joni Mitchel I am in the house on a spring day cleaning with my mom, and every time I hear any Duran Duran song I am with you!

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  3. I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did. It's a nice moving walking to aid in the stroll down memory lane. Music is the fast lane for me.

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