Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Pulling a music-blanket over my head

As a way to go cold-turkey on the brick-wall-hittin' exercise of the last few days, I've closed my office door, put on head-phones, and settled into a few long-overdue, mindless tasks.

The closed door allows me to sing along with the tunes without inflicting my voice on co-workers. Plus, if something like Ray Charles rendition of "Georgia On My Mind" comes up, I can have a little cry if I want. Obviously, I'm having "issues," but they'll blow over. I do know this. Everthing will calm down, heads will clear, and it'll be safe to open the door again. In the meantime, pulling a music-blanket over my head keeps me away from the brick walls that have been popping up all over the place at work.

What am I listening to? Big Bro hooked me up to a fun website called Playa Cofi Jukebox that offers up selections of pop/rock era stuff. Don't know how legal it is, but I don't really care at this point. The site used to organize by individual years and list the songs so that the user could pick and choose. That format has been changed (I'm guessing for legal reasons), but you can still select by groups of years.

I swear I haven't heard some of these songs in 50 years. (Yeah, I'm that old. Plus a little.) Since I don't know what's coming up next, I find myself blurting out "I'd forgotten all about that song!' and then proceeding to sing along, word for word. How is it that we can remember words to a song that we haven't heard since we were 4 or 11 or 17, and yet - well, you know. (What'd I have for dinner last night??)

1957 is up right now. Charlie Gracie's "Butterfly." Early rock and roll really was all country/rockabilly and doo-wap, with some sappy/hilarious stuff thrown in. Even though I was pretty young when this stuff was popular, having older brothers and listening to radio that played all sorts of things not just one format made me a cool kid early on. Oooh. "Green Door" is on. (What was that secret it was keepin'?)

Here's the trick. Choose the year(s) you want to play. Once it cycles back to the first song, click on the year again, and even more songs from that year plays (but the first song is always the same, so don't let that throw you off).

OK. Back to work. After I finish up with '57, I heading to 1970-74. "Smiling faces, sometimes, pretend to be your friend . . . "

5 comments:

Joy Des Jardins said...

Johnnie Tillotson, Guy Mitchell....oh Mary, you're shaking loose the cobwebs in my brain. Man, there's a blast from the past. Thanks for the nostalgia hit sweetie.....

Big Bro said...

Ok, snap out of it! Take the music blanket off your head, scrape what's left of your head off the wall and hit the streets. It's Fleet Week in NYC and there are lonely sailors needing company. Move it Sis! Just remember....
The Bronx is up and the Battery's down.

MaryB said...

en-Joy! Let me know if you hear something that brings up good memories.

Already done, Bro. Long weekend ahead here, so I've been practicing "Hello, Sailor" in front of the mirror. Yea, Fleet Week!

Elsie said...

Fleet Week!! And it's going to be a hot one, too -- literally. Have a great weekend.

Em said...

Ah music makes the work day go by so much faster! I turn on my iTunes anytime I'm having a tough day it provides the perfect soundtrack to my day.