Music is everywhere. From the chirruping tweeting of the
birds in the garden, buzzing bees and other wildlife to the cacophony of other
more industrial objects, cars, planes, machinery.
I had piano lessons, learnt recorder, tried to learn
guitar. I have a collection of vinyl, cassettes and cds bought over time to
play favourite songs and bands. Some digitising might need to happen to still
enjoy cassettes though.
Radios and record playing were part of growing up with
family and friends. Concert going and live music at pubs. In the car too, on
the radio, cassette or cd.
Now there are iTunes and Spotify enabling us to take our
music with us – anywhere – without wires and cables.
But it is all in our heads still, stored away in our mind’s
filing cabinet waiting for that little trigger to suddenly make it the only
thing we can think of (and hum and sing) for DAYS !
Other people in the family played instruments in the past
too; violin, saxophone, piano. Others sang and danced on stage or just at
family gatherings.
It’s the rhythm of
life.
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