Driving in the rain to work this morning, I did something I didn’t do in a long time. I vowed not to turn the radio channel
Wonderwall by Oasis blared as soon as I turned the key. I cringed. I’ve heard this song a lot lately and immediately would turn the channel. Not today. Are they touring? Still together? Alive? I sang along to this 90s “wonder” as the singer crooned. Whined. No wonder why he was so sad! Doesn’t he know no one could save him? Still, I sang along. Ugly singing. I tried to see his perspective and sang along.
Next was Lying Eyes by Eagles. I love the Eagles. Not my favorite song by them, though. I would judge and think “gold-digger slut” to the woman in the song. You married a rich old man, wtf?? As I listened my compassioned grew. Not for her being promiscuous, but the sadness that comes from feeling like you lost your self. The sadness of lost dreams of middle age.
As a pulled into the driveway of my first client “Take on Me” by Aha started to play. No!!! It’s an 80s staple mom song. Finally!! I could belt it out at the top of my lungs and the be cliched, middle aged mom trying to recapture her youth. Not today!
Guilty pleasure songs? Maybe? Seeing another perspective? Maybe? It reminds me to listen to others, really listen. We might relate to something they say
Since I am the old man here . I used to bring cds ,volume up for Black sabbath ist album , Hendrix electric lady land , rush 2112 . Yet had many cds , From late sixties underground rock , to hard rock punk gothic and blues . Each has a place in my heart . Great post Jane , hugs and peace
If you’re not singing in the car, you’re not trying hard enough to have fun! I’m a rocker, but I like other music too. I’ll sing along with whatever’s playing - as long as I’m alone in the car. 😁