When my kids “discovered” vinyl, their lives changed. All three now have turntables and are building their own collections. Cool.
Sound familiar? What was your first album? I had four much older brothers, teenage rebels in the late 60s and 70s. We had crates and crates full of records in our rec room. The turntable was off-limits to the little sisters, but when the boys went away to college or to find themselves, we girls commandeered that rec room and made it our own. We danced, set up forts, spread out our Barbies and hosted Scout meetings and epic sleepovers. While we missed our sweet brothers dearly, there was something magical about being in that room listening to records through heavy headphones. I played Carol King (Tapestry was my first album, purchased at Melody Records with babysitting money) and borrowed a Peter Frampton album from the girl next door. My brothers left behind Joni Mitchell, Judy Collins, Ramsey Lewis and The Who. Stravinsky’s “Firebird Suite” and Respighi’s “Pines of Rome” were on the shelves and I would listen, transported to a higher place far, far away — as far away as a 13-year-old girl in suburban Detroit could imagine. Music has that power, doesn’t it? I’m a huge fan of Spotify and listen to their New Music Friday station and, if I’m lucky, find one title to add to a playlist in my library. More often, I hit “browse” and find a genre or mood (chill, mood booster, workout…) and settle into a task.
What are you listening to these days? If you need a fresh perspective, check out our Parting Thoughts, where we tuned into a college student’s playlist to discover some new music.
Enjoy our stories about music and art in the community this month and crank up the volume!