While I do tasks around the house , I always have the radio on. A habit from days of old , when it kept you in touch with the world from isolated places .
Housework is a tedious and lonely thing.I improve it with CBC 1 and its variety of talk and music .
My thoughts are free to go everywhere even though my body is tethered to the mindless chores.
Being of the 'baby boomer' generation ,an inordinate amount of music on the radio stations ( other than CBC ) is my ' golden oldies ' . In my case , that is the 50's-60's-70's-80's-90's and the first ten years of the 21st century. So far.
Songs at different times that affected my life during different periods bring me immediately back to where I was and what was happening in my world at that moment . I am sure all of you have that same feeling...that the song somehow affected you deeply at the time.
For 2 minutes and 30 seconds you run the memories past your mind's eye while you scrub the toilet... singing every word as if it were written only recently just for you.
Often, it makes me remember when I was very little that my music came from my parents 'Golden Oldies' .Dad would break into song and give Mum a whirl around the kitchen , cheek to cheek. Singing in his beautiful bass as he looked deeply into her eyes . Every word of the song was for her only. Vera Lynn -you bring tears to my eyes for how you affected my parents.
House parties gathered friends and family together once a year at our home. While Aunt Ivy played our twangy old piano , all of them sang along never missing a word . Tears , laughter and memories binding them together in common experience and response.
Through the stove pipe hole , we, children, watched the whirling couples and listened to the music. All those songs , words and feelings became ours ,too.The memories became ours by proxy.
I smile to myself when I find my teenager listening to songs from all those periods of my life on YouTube and i tunes.
When I say,"Where did you find that one?", he answers "Oh , I heard it somewhere. I like it." I know with every song he listens to, he will understand his parents more.
I remember when he first heard the music as a very small child.