Month: February 2020
Music: its always there; if you choose to listen.
Whether through the radio, on your mobile device, car or home stereo, music is one of those things that makes or marks your time on this earth. Music adds colour and vitality to your life. It keeps you company when you are solemn or sad, can lift your spirits, or take the party to the next level.
There is nothing else you can do, actively or passively, the same way as you can listen to recorded music. It can play while you read, or cook, or do housework or study. You can’t do that with the television.
I grew up in a household where music was always playing; my mother made sure of that. The radio was always on. My first record was Alice Cooper’s Killer and I played it a lot (it’s what you do when you only have one record). As my collection expanded, so to did my musical taste(s). I like to think I only listen to good music; that my time spent listening was well wasted.
I have, for nearly five decades, regularly, faithfully and passionately listened to music. It became more than a reason to spend my allowance or cash earned mowing lawns, washing dishes, or setting pins at the bowling alley.
Absorbed in music and pop culture, I’d read about it in the pages of Rolling Stone as a teenager. Later I’d write about it myself in a weekly column in a daily newspaper for three years.
I collected albums, and I still do
I began to wonder (one of those things I often do) how much music I have listened to in my lifetime. Further; I wondered how much music I listen to in a single year.
Last year I decided I’d keep track.
I began keeping a list(s) of all the albums I would place on a turntable, slap into the CD player, or play on my iPod or mobile device. I tracked only albums I would play completely. If I skipped past one of those songs that I simply never liked (Mother on The Police’s Synchronicity immediately comes to mind), the album did not make it on my list. If I didn’t listen to the whole album while driving from there to here, or if I nodded off part way through, I also did not make the list.
In total, I listened to 1,063 albums in 2019.
I’m still not sure if that is a lot, or just average. Even if there were couple of albums I didn’t write down, it’s not even three albums a day. I do know there were days I listened to far more than that, and a few days I listened to no music at all, so I can’t be sure if last year was an average year. I do know none of it was average music.
When a day has done
all that it needs to do,
its time filled
with meaning and
moments of wonder,
you move more easily
into the night. Comfort.
There will be not
another day like this,
but there will be more.
Enjoy each day
as it is presented.
Come closer. Distance
is only perception.
Our wayward lives
are strengthened by
shared experience
and wanderlust.
02/04/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on February 3, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a commentOkay, so last week didn’t go as planned. You knew what you had to do, and it didn’t get done; there were simply too many things that got in the way. What, with all those demands at work and all those distractions you never factored into the equation (distractions are always like that), there just wasn’t the time or the energy, or mental bandwidth, to do what you wanted to do.
That’s all right, why let the past play such a big role in the present? Past performance doesn’t have to be an indication of future progress.
This is a brand new week and you’ve now got another seven days to keep moving forward. Of course, you’ve even got more time than that, but isn’t it easier planning or working towards your goal in smaller, manageable increments?
Go week-by-week, even day-to-day. Focus on doing things your own way.
You know you can.
You’re amazing; you are, look at what made it through in the last week alone. Not everybody can do all that, and many people don’t even bother trying.
But you did, and you made a great start, so keep moving forward.
Everything will get done because you know you can make it happen.
You are amazing.
Remember that today, and every day.
02/03/2020 j.g.l.