By Annette Dashofy
Apparently, I’ve reached that age where the songs of “my era” are now considered “classic rock.” A little over a week ago, I attended a festival with live music. One of the bands drew me to them, playing all my old favorites. When I checked the program to find out who they were, the designation under their name was just that: Classic Rock.
I stood and listened and sang along to American Pie. I knew every word. And I’m talking the long version. Every. Word.
How is it I can’t remember the name of someone I met yesterday, but song lyrics from long ago? No problem.
So I began pondering music. Is American Pie my all time favorite song? Maybe. Or maybe I’m thinking it is because I just heard it at that festival and it continues to roll around in my brain.
Actually, I think my all time favorite song goes back a little further. Yesterday by the Beatles. I know all the lyrics to that one, too, but there are a lot fewer of them.
As I made a list of my favorite “classic” songs, the soundtrack of my youth, I realized a lot of them were dark, sad, melancholy. Nights in White Satin, Cat’s in the Cradle…
Weren’t there any upbeat songs I liked???
Crocodile Rock by Elton John, Joy to the World by Three Dog Night (honestly anything by either Elton or TDN goes onto my list), Brandi by Looking Glass, Dancing in the Moonlight (the 1973 version by King Harvest).
Shaking off the seventies, I have owned and worn out two copies of the soundtrack for Footloose.
I love dancing movies and soundtracks. Click here for the treat of the day.
Your turn. If you were to compose the soundtrack of your life (or your youth), what songs would be on it?