wombat_socho (wombat_socho) wrote,

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The evil, destructive force known as music

(Only half kidding there, folks.)

morenasangre posted this meditation on music and memory, which struck a chord with me and made me think about my own relationship with music and emotions - and memory, of course.

The funny thing is that I wasn't all that interested in music until I got to be about high-school age. Sure, I played the trombone in junior high school, and Dad played the piano rather competently. Both my parents had sizable record collections, and the stereo was almost always on when Dad was home. But I didn't pay any attention to what was playing or who was playing it, for the most part.

Once I got into high school, though, I started paying more attention to rock. It was quite the fashion in those days for daring young English teachers to use the Beatles to teach poetry, but my tastes ran more toward hard rock bands like the Who, Rolling Stones, Steppenwolf, and Bachman-Turner Overdrive. Somewhere along the line, songs started sticking in my head along with events and people, which can be a sore trial when those events and people are things you'd rather not remember because they hurt badly enough at the time, thank you. On the other hand, there were plenty of happy memories hooked up with their own tunes as well, so I guess on balance it all evens out - or would if I wasn't such a damn Eeyore.

It makes me wonder, sometimes...there are enough song memes floating around that I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one out there with this kind of music/memory linkage. Be kind of interesting to find out what part of the brain - or the soul - moves us to do that linking.
Tags: back in the day, music
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