Music
has always been a major part of my life. From my earliest recollections of
blues, pop and jazz to my corybantic years as a radio DJ, my life, loves and
writings have been shaped and influenced by the music around me. Like most of
us, music for me is a reference marker, how I attach a date, a place and a face
to a memory. Music is the voice of yesterday; it truly is the soundtrack of our
lives. Think about it: the car radio; the transistor at the beach; the jukebox; the tiny walkman and MP3s; school dances to concerts to movie soundtracks
to a song played by your favorite band in a local night spot. You will probably
find you can associate a favorite tune with every important event, every
milestone in your life. Music is what helps us to remember the good times; and
to deal with the bad times.
An old DJ friend of mine once said
that there is a song for every aspect of the human experience. And so it is
with my experiences. When I wish to recall a memory, a person, a place or a time,
I simply recall a song. Music is the basis for the memories that pervade what I
write. So, enjoy the pictures played in your mind by the music you hear, know and love. And stop and call to mind your past: your trials and triumphs, and your own romantic adventures. But keep in mind:
Memories may be beautiful and yet
What’s too painful to remember we
simply chose to forget
So it’s the laughter we will
remember
Whenever we remember the way we
were
The Way We Were
Barbara
Stresiand
Peace,
BJ
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