I spent the day at home yesterday trying to ward off a nasty cold that I’ve been shaking since before Thanksgiving. While I’ve been feeling much better over the past couple of weeks, our busy weekend left me feeling a bit depleted and I could feel the germs trying to take advantage of my weakened immune system. Punks!
Anyways, I spent part of the day yesterday going through some of my old post and archiving them on my hard drive. I also took the opportunity to look through my online statistics to see what some of my most popular posts are, either by voluntary hits or by search words. As it turns out, there are a lot of music fans out there eager to read up on other music fans!
Not only do people google “John Mayer” a whole heck of a lot (and really, who wouldn’t?!?!) but this post about my CD collection and old boyfriends, first written last fall in preparation for our move, ranks right up there as one of the top read articles on my blog. Apparently I’m not the only one whose CD collection is the musical equivalent of a relationship bone yard!
Anyone that knows me well knows that I need music the same way I need books and oxygen; life simply isn’t sustainable without it. My uncle was in the radio and music business when I was young and I spent a lot of time being constantly surrounded with music of all kinds. As I grew up, I used music as a means to manage my feelings and I simply became dependent on it the same way some teenagers become dependent on drugs or athletics. I suppose it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when my first love turned out to be a musician that was also in the radio business!
Music has become one of the ways that I have defined the moments of my life. When I don’t have the words, any number of songs seemed to be able to fill in the blanks for me. Music reminds me of people, places, times both good and bad, and often changes the course of my day when it seems headed in the wrong direction. Music is my escape and my indulgence; it’s my addiction and mode of recovery; it’s my pain and my joy. So needless to say that it seemed a bit strange to me that I had no reference to it at all on my blog other than what I expressed in my own words. How could this blog possibly be an accurate reflection of who I am when music was left out of the picture? Madness, I say!
So, with no html experience at all, I went on a mission to add the missing piece of my life to my corner of cyberspace…I went on the hunt for a useable playlist! Blogger has a lot of really good gadgets and features but unfortunately, playlists are not one of them! But like any good junkie, I wasn’t going to let a technical difficulty stop me! So, at long last (three hours later to be exact!), I had “trial and error-ed” my way to the fancy new playlist on my sidebar…a very tiny glimpse into my love affair with music. I have to say…I was rather proud! Being the technically crippled person that I am, it felt like something worth singing about!!!
Enjoy! You may even see a song about you on there!
Anyways, I spent part of the day yesterday going through some of my old post and archiving them on my hard drive. I also took the opportunity to look through my online statistics to see what some of my most popular posts are, either by voluntary hits or by search words. As it turns out, there are a lot of music fans out there eager to read up on other music fans!
Not only do people google “John Mayer” a whole heck of a lot (and really, who wouldn’t?!?!) but this post about my CD collection and old boyfriends, first written last fall in preparation for our move, ranks right up there as one of the top read articles on my blog. Apparently I’m not the only one whose CD collection is the musical equivalent of a relationship bone yard!
Anyone that knows me well knows that I need music the same way I need books and oxygen; life simply isn’t sustainable without it. My uncle was in the radio and music business when I was young and I spent a lot of time being constantly surrounded with music of all kinds. As I grew up, I used music as a means to manage my feelings and I simply became dependent on it the same way some teenagers become dependent on drugs or athletics. I suppose it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when my first love turned out to be a musician that was also in the radio business!
Music has become one of the ways that I have defined the moments of my life. When I don’t have the words, any number of songs seemed to be able to fill in the blanks for me. Music reminds me of people, places, times both good and bad, and often changes the course of my day when it seems headed in the wrong direction. Music is my escape and my indulgence; it’s my addiction and mode of recovery; it’s my pain and my joy. So needless to say that it seemed a bit strange to me that I had no reference to it at all on my blog other than what I expressed in my own words. How could this blog possibly be an accurate reflection of who I am when music was left out of the picture? Madness, I say!
So, with no html experience at all, I went on a mission to add the missing piece of my life to my corner of cyberspace…I went on the hunt for a useable playlist! Blogger has a lot of really good gadgets and features but unfortunately, playlists are not one of them! But like any good junkie, I wasn’t going to let a technical difficulty stop me! So, at long last (three hours later to be exact!), I had “trial and error-ed” my way to the fancy new playlist on my sidebar…a very tiny glimpse into my love affair with music. I have to say…I was rather proud! Being the technically crippled person that I am, it felt like something worth singing about!!!
Enjoy! You may even see a song about you on there!
2 comments:
Music is definitely a 'human connector' something that resonates and vibrates within all human kind. Like the mysteries of mathematics which is a close cousin to music, the hidden patterns of the universe are to be found therein. UN
I agree 100% with the previous comment. In the words of a Mac Davis song, I Believe In Music,... Music is the universal language and love is the key.
And to music playing an important role in your life I would add you also had (probably still do) the voice of an angel as you sang at your grade 8? school assembly. You definitely were touched by the voice of an angel. I hope you still sing!
Great selection of songs by the way!
Luv Uncle Victor
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