She's Mighty Mighty...

9:40pm

"Mama..I can't sleep." The little puffy lipped, heavy lidded girl says.

"Here baby...let's see what we can do." I walk her back to her room...look up at her shelf and grab the purple CD..."Rachel's Mix". Pop it in the player, tuck her in, free flow my kisses and off to her dreams, she goes. Bubble gum pop, smooth soul and jumpin' jazz sift through the cracks of her door.

Nana Mouskouri...Elvis Presley...Frank Sinatra...Neil Diamond. These were sounds that filled my early childhood. A bit varied, wouldn't you say? Although, I appreciate their styles, I found myself looking to see what else was out there. I remember bringing home the single of Brick House (Commodores). Playing it loud and dancing my butt off. My investigations led me to seventies rock/disco...eighties new wave/ska/trance...nineties hip hop/alternative. I loved it all. All music has something to offer, I know..I always say that. My friends consisted of the guy in High school with the rainbow mo-hawk (Sean, he now owns his own internet company in San Fransisco), and the top honor student (Diane - married with many babies). I blended with many different groups...cause they all listened to what interested me, which was pretty much anything. I found it interesting too...how the music they listened to, fit their beats, as it were. You can look at someone and see what music suits their...soul or personality...I guess. Yeah...yeah...I am weird. Frankly, I hope I don't come off so limited.

Tom Grant and his band is in town again next month. I got my "Cordial Invitation" from The Cascade Festival of Music. Course...wouldn't you know it is a Valentine's thingy ma'jig. Ugh. How weird would it look to take my 10 year old daughter with me? Yeah...ok nevermind. :p