Our friend Sherrie von Sternberg’s blog post. A lovely example of “needing the music.”
I Got the Music in Me
someone asked me yesterday what my favorite music was…. my mouth fell open and I felt as if I had been backed in to a corner. It was my first time meeting this person so I had to retain some level of decorum you understand.. but the hair on the back of my neck stood up. Pick one! Just one band or tune or rift? Why, that would be like asking a mother to tell you which of her children were her favorite or….asking God which of the stars were his favorite or….like asking which of the snow flakes last winter were the pivotal flake that caused it to become a blizzard.
I mumbled some silly thing while the synapses in my brain were trying to fire and then had the presence of mind to ask him for his favorite. All the while reeling internally truly at a loss. You all know that it sometimes takes me days to process so it came as no surprise that at midnight last night in the bath the Beatles floated ever so gently by and stood out among the rest but only for a moment. I love the Beatles with all of my heart and they do hover at the top of my list, were I to have such a list but then my soul cries out “What about Wolfgang Mozart” and I have to agree and a line of composers stand in ghostly procession in my bathroom holding their work out for my inspection and I am overwhelmed and reeling again while the scent of BlackCurrent Vanilla swirls around me and I slide under the water with no respite. Every Blues player I ever saw in the hole in the wall bar in Santa Monica was my favorite for a night, every time I see a band up on a stage they are my favorite for that moment in time and every single time I put my ipod earphones in my ears that cluster of artists that symbolize certain periods of my life envelope me and take me home. MUSIC is my saving grace, the air I breathe the food for my soul the foundation from which all of the rest is built. If not for music then there would be no point in breathing or eating or making love. It is that crucial to my existence and woven in to the fabric of my life. I suppose the simple answer would have been that music is my favorite. I wish I could think that fast….
and you know what….i have kindred spirits around me..take every member of the band Sweet Leda and all of their relatives…they ache for music and I get it…it exudes from their pores…and perfumes the air around them….sweet and sexy like the music they make……mhmmmm momma….