Monday, October 3, 2011

Music

I'm just listening to Pandora right now and they're playing The Backstreet Boys. I'm pretty sure it's not part of the song but I swear I can always hear the ksh ksh ksh of roller skates. Before that they played Brittany Spears and I don't know why but I wanted to go jump on the trampoline. I love it when music triggers a good memory. Every time I hear "Friends in Low Places" by Garth Brooks I go back to driving Mike to work when I was pregnant with Kasara.

Sometimes songs stir up anger like, "Wake me up When September Ends" was playing when I got fired from the apartments. I can't stand that song.

Or regret, there's a song that goes "I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie" Well when I was a teenager at a youth dance, my mom told me to ask this boy to dance. We were friends, I didn't have anything against him so I did. The boy asked me if my mom told me to ask him to dance, so with those words playing in the back ground I said yes. In my 15 year old mind I didn't think it was a big deal because i would have asked him anyway but he ended up crying and I cringe every time I hear that song.

I have a song for my kids. Lost in Emotion is Kasara's song because they say her name in the chorus. Amanda has tons of songs, Amanda by Boston, Mandy by Barry Manilow and of course the church song, Count your Mandy Blessings! Poor little Macayla only has Layla by Eric Clapton and I have to sing her name really loud over the Layla part so she won't find out.

The song, "I still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" is the soundtrack to moving to Utah from Texas. I played that cassette over and over. Oh don't even get me started on how hard it was to make mixed tapes back in the day!

Oh now Pandora is playing "Moves Like Jagger" I promised Kasara I would choreograph a dance and make her a video. This song just makes me wanna dance. I have the chorus worked out but not the rest of the song. If you comment on this blog I would love to know what songs stir up memories in your heart.

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