Listen to the music

Music has always been my refuge. The Amazon spy machine is playing tunes as I hunt and peck this post on my tiny iPhone keyboard. My tastes are eclectic by any standard. If you were to look at my music library you find a wide range of tunes.

There is a world where Hank Williams, the Bee Gees, and the Talking Heads, Sinatra and Yes, Marty Robbins, Tommy Dorsey,  and Led Zeppelin all co- exist. It is in my music library. 

I listen to music when I am happy, when I am sad, when I’m bored and often just as background noise. I play music quietly at night as I drift to sleep. As a teen I would lay between the speakers and let the sound wash over me, often getting lost in the music, at least until I had to get up and turn over the album. 

I love almost every kind of music. Except the Steve Miller Band. 

Man, I hate that shit.