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Music has always been a huge part of my life. I move through the world with a soundtrack always playing in the background. This is true now and it was true when I was a kid. There are so many record albums that I listened to that mean so much to me; so many stories and memories. Here are a few:
1. My mom used to have a really cool collection of records that she owned when she was a teenager in the 50’s. One record that I remember in particular is Elivis Presley’s Blue Suede Shoes single. It wasn’t a 45 though. It was a 78 (points to you if you know what those numbers mean). My mom was super cool and she actually let us play her old records unattended (actually, now that I think about it, that may not be true. We may have just played it without asking first). My younger brother and I would invite our neighborhood friends over and we would play Blue Suede Shoes (and other old records) and dance around the living room. During one of these impromptu dance parties one of us got a bit too energetic and a shoe came flying off a foot and landed, smack, in the middle of the record. It cracked down the middle. I think my mom cried when she saw it. I still feel very, very bad about that.
2. Saturday Night Fever was a popular movie when I was 8 years old and the album was owned by either my sister or my mom. It was played and played and played and danced to many times. My older sister taught me how to disco dance to that album.
3. When my mom met my step-dad Doug she bought the album Willie and Family Live because he loved Willie Nelson and introduced her to his music. This was another one we would play and go nuts to. This is the album that caused me to forever be a fan of old Willie Nelson. Love him! (so. much.)
3. In High School I owned Michael Jackson’s Thriller and played it all the time. A couple of years ago I found it at my mom’s house. My mom also gave me an old turntable owned by my grandmother so I actually played the vinyl record quite a few times when I lived in Spokane and it sounded so sweet. Scratches and all. I left the record and the turntable in Spokane when I moved to Oregon.
4. Duran Duran. Another High School favorite. I listened to Rio constantly, to the dismay of my family.
Why hello there! I’ve been kind of quiet this week. You might notice that I didn’t post a “what’s going on” on Wednesday. Frankly, I was kind of sick of the news this week. Yes Michael Jackson died. Yes, it was shocking for about the first 5 minutes. But did we really need all of the minute details?
This is exactly why I stopped watching television. The info-tainment news cycle. I just want the news. The facts. I don’t want to know who got what in someone’s will. I don’t want to know what Larry King or Bill O’Riley think about stuff. I don’t care.
Hope you all have a fantastic and safe 4th!
It’s my old copy of “Thriller!”
Dude. I am sooo glad I didn’t sell this during my “born-again-Christian” phase.
Remember when he looked like a normal human? He looked good! Why did he have to go and screw it up?
And, man! This is a GOOD album! Seriously! I’m listening to it right now and it kicks ass. It’s bringing back all kinds of memories.
My husband are reminiscing right now about how we used to roller skate to these songs at our respective roller rinks. Mine was somewhere in the Spokane Valley. His was somewhere in San Jose, CA.
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Wow! it’s been awhile since I’ve blogged. I’m officially back to work today. I’ve been super busy, as you could imagine, catching up on e-mail and whatnot.
Last week was quite the newsy week wasn’t it? I was shocked to find out that Michael Jackson was aquitted. Well, actually I wasn’t shocked. In reality I wasn’t surprised at all. I guess if you are rich and famous you can get away with anything.
On the day Jackson was aquitted, there were some newsy things that happened locally in Spokane.
In the morning we turned on the news and apparently someone got shot in the head at the Walmart not very far from where my mom lives. Probably about 5 miles. They were saying that the suspects were headed east down Wellesley, the main artillery a block away from her house. In other words, they were headed in the direction of my mom’s house. Needless to say, I was feeling kind of uncomfortable while these people were on the loose. They eventually caught the guys. And the guy that got shot in the head died.
That very same day a Spokane judge ordered that the citizens of Spokane could go forward with the recall of mayor Jim West. So that was good news for the community. They need to get the required amount of signatures, but I don’t think there will be a problem. Both the wingnuts and the reality based community want him gone. Actual agreement between the two groups! can you believe it? Except the wingnuts have the most bigoted reasoning ever.
On a more personal note, I helped my mom move into a new house! While I was there they closed and got the key, so I was able to see the inside and help them move some boxes. It is a really nice house. I’m so happy for them. Brand new everything. The Basement is even finished with a bar and space molded into the wall for a big screen t.v. Plus, there is a giganitic shop behind the yard for my step-dad to tinker in. I joked with my mom that she may never see my step-dad again :lol:.
There is some other good news, too! but I will reveal more in the coming days. I can’t talk about it publically just yet. But soon.