Sparking on the Square…

Yesterday…I meant to go for a late afternoon bike ride…and…I started…I had on my helmet…gloves…cycling shoes…the whole nine yards…but…I’d no sooner than gotten out of the driveway…before…I heard it…

Music…

Music…coming from the town square…so…I rode the three blocks…found a comfy spot…and thoroughly enjoyed the sounds of…The Ray Sparks Band

They are a local band…I knew a couple of the members…they played some old favorites…like…I Heard it Through the GrapevineGeorgia…and…Pretty Woman

What impressed…Bertha…was…that even though they were playing popular songs…with distinctive sounds…they didn’t just try to copy the original artists…instead…they gave each song…their own flare…and…they were…very good…

Bertha…said I should take a lesson from them…

What…guitar…sax…keyboard…singing…

She rolled her eyes…and…shook her head…no…the lesson I should take…was…to not be afraid to be myself…to let my uniqueness shine…for all the world to see…it’s okay to be me…

Hmmm…she could have a point…but…I really think I might be more suited for the sax…

Jane

Who You Calling Oldie…

Last night I was listening to the local radio station’s…Saturday Night at the Oldies…I can’t even remember what song was playing…but…I felt light hearted…I felt young…when I was struck by the incongruity of it…listening to oldies makes me feel young…shouldn’t oldies make me feel…well…old…

Thinking I was quite brilliant…I decided to post a rhetorical question on Twitter and Facebook…why does listening to the oldies make me feel so young

I got a couple of responses…one said that it was a form of time travel…I liked that a lot…because…that’s exactly what music does…it sends us immediately to the time and place where it was meaningful…

The other one amused me…it was…you must be listening to Madonna, too…my response to her was that the music I was listening to was so old that Madonna wasn’t even in a training bra…well…that really wasn’t my response…but it’s the one I wish I’d made…so it’s what I’m writing here…

Bertha…laughed…reminding me that the conversation once again demonstrated the perspective of life…if you’re thirty-something…the lyrics of Madonna…are definitely your oldies…some of your earliest memories…when you are…hmmm…pushing sixty…not so much…

I was a young mother of two closely-spaced preschoolers when Madonna made the scene…and as her popularity rose…so did my responsibilities as a mother…and then a single mother…I remember it as an extremely busy time…in many ways…I felt older then than I do now…

But…after that little trip down memory lane…Bertha…said…it was true…listening to the oldies…does make you feel young…regardless of what you consider to be oldies

Jane