By VPJ Staff
Music really does make the world go ‘round. It’s universal in appeal and played by millions. I love music, but my musical ability is suspect. I cannot play a lick with a stick!
The VPJ staff was listening to some songs of our youth the other day and talking about our parents and what they liked. I’ll bet your parents or grandparents had a favorite song or two from their courtship.
A vinyl LP with no scratches is warm and toasty compared to a CD. However, nothing tops live music, so mark your calendars for two days of free live music at the MayFest in downtown Leesville May 3-4.
Music is generational. This becomes very clear if you have children. To illustrate how generational music is, if you are a Baby Boomer, see how many songs are referred to in the following, entitled Reflections of a Boomer:
I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain.
I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name.
I’ve gone to Kansas City, I’ve sung in the sunshine.
I’ve been on the road again, with Georgia on my mind.
Like a rolling stone, I’ve given peace a chance.
I’ve put my camel to bed, and danced the last dance.
Mr. Tambourine man played a song for me,
I’ve whispered words of wisdom, let it be.
I’ve fell into a burning ring of fire, and walked the line,
To all the girls I’ve loved before, you were always on my mind.
I’ve been everywhere, I’ve been so lonesome I could cry,
I’ve driven my Chevy to the levee when the levee was dry.
I’ve been to Itchycoo Park in a yellow submarine.
I’ve made the scene in a time machine.
I’ve done the Hokey Pokey and turned myself around.
I’ve welcomed baby back to the poor side of town.
I’ve followed the tracks of my tears down a long and winding road.
I’ve kept on searching for a heart of gold.
I’ve sought shelter from the storm, I’ve sat on the dock of the bay.
I’ve rocked around the clock, on a sunshiny day.
I’ve knocked on Heaven’s door, blowing in the wind.
Joy to the world, those were the days my friend.
Lay lady lay, in crimson and clover.
It’s been a hard day’s night, the party’s over.