“If music be the food of love, play on…”
Music is a huge part of my life, my parents were huge music fans, not just of the music of their youth but anything and everything. I feel lucky to have been brought up on a diet of classical, pop, rock, you name it I’ve listened to it. I like anything from ABBA to ZZTop.
I pride myself on the fact listen to a song on the radio and recall where, when and what I might have been doing at the time. Music makes me sad, makes me happy, makes me want to dance. I have play lists for all of my emotions, I love to play pop music when I’m in the car, unless I’m on a longer journey that I need to concentrate on, then I will flip the radio station over to classical music. I have made a big effort to educate my children on music, to make sure they can appreciate all different genres.
It was only recently that I realised I hadn’t been following the charts as much as I used to, I also haven’t bought an album for a long time. In the days of Spotify, Apple music and online streaming it appears to have changed my music purchasing habits.
I remember the excitement of buying a new vinyl record with it’s beautifully designed artwork, the booklet inside which had information on the bands and sometimes even the lyrics. Even in the days of cassette tapes, and cd’s we still got something extra for our money. As the Kindle and Kobo have digitalised all of our books, music appears to manly be accessed in this way. Although it is extremely easy to find any song via these mediums, there is a nostalgia (for me anyway) for those days where you went into he record store and perused all the many colourful album covers, picture discs, mini discs, cassettes, cd’s. Thank goodness for the recent surge in vinyl sales and interest, I can now go into a shop and flip the covers until I find what I’m looking for. So what if it’s seen as vintage, I’m glad it’s back. Old can still be good.