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Faded feathers and a box radio


It was a typical morning. Make breakfast. Feed the little ones (and gulp down some food myself). Clean the dishes. Brush teeth. Use the potty (yes, my oldest is almost potty trained!! Woohoo!!). Change diaper. Get dressed. I needed to run some errands that morning but my biggest one was having mini meltdowns. And this is where I decided to play some music. I searched for Copacabana by Barry Manilow and said to my oldest, “Get ready for some fun”. As soon as the song started I started dancing and he followed suit. It was so cute watching him dance and watching my little squeal in delight as he watched. We danced around the house as we got ready. It took us five minutes to leave the house. It usually takes a half hour. This will definitely be a strategy I use from now on.
Later that day we were having dinner and my oldest said ” Mommy, play Lola”. I had to think for a minute. Then it hit me: he was talking about Copacabana. ” Her name was Lola”. Of course I played it. And laughed at how he remembered the song. I then started thinking of my own life. Music has always been a big part of who I am. Some of my first memories involve music. Hearing Frank Sinatra songs was one of my favorites. Every morning my grandparents would turn on their little box radio on top of their refrigerator. I don’t remember the channel, or if it still exists, but 1940s big band music would play throughout the morning. I loved hearing it. My grandfather would listen to big band music on his big radio in the living sometimes. Benny Goodman, Ella Fitzgerald, Nat King Cole, and, of course, Frank Sinatra could be heard. He would sing along. It was comforting to me.

I have gone through different phases of the kinds of music I listen to. But I am happy that my music choice is eclectic. I can listen to anything and pretty much enjoy it. I love that music can make you happy, sad, thoughtful. Just about any emotion.

Music is definitely a large part of my kids’ lives. I hope it remains that way. And I hope “Lola” is one of those songs that when they hear will give them a source of comfort.

** The picture I used was the only thing I had close enough to feathers. A mom always knows how to improvise, even if you are stretching it a lot ;).

I still love you Kurt!


Everyone can speak the language of music.  Music can be used to identify a time period. People use music to describe a moment in their life. People even use music to describe how they are feeling. It is the one constant in our lives that remains the same. Notes and melodies flowing together as words paint a picture in your mind. This picture is different to each interpreter. Thus is the beauty of music.

Each generation has that one defining moment in music history. Our grandparents had the honor of being part of the Big Band era. If you have never listened to that music, you are missing quite a bit of American culture. The Count Basie Orchestra, Benny Goodman, The Glenn Miller Orchestra. I can keep going. I can still here my grandfather play these bands on his stereo in his living room.

Think about our parents. The 60s. The decade that fascinates me in so many ways. Any girl (and boy for that matter) can tell you where they were when John, Paul, Ringo, and George played on the Ed Sullivan Show in 1964. Or when Jimi Hendrix played The Star-Spangled Banner at Woodstock (it gives me chills every time I hear it).

But what about us? Those of us born in the 80s and had our adolescence in the 90s. I always wonder how we will be remembered. The90s had such an extreme change in music from the beginning to the end. I loved NKOTB! And N*SYNC. And The Backstreet Boys. But the 90s will always and forever mean one thing to me: Nirvana. (This is a link tho their MTV Unplugged Album. It is kind of long but definitely worth the time!) Yes, after naming all of those sugary sweet pop bands, I loved grunge music. Nirvana was the teenage movements way of saying “I am not a child anymore”.  We proudly wore our plaid button down shirts that were a few sizes too big. Our hair was, well, let’s not get into that one (some of my teenage years and the way I dressed I’d rather forget 😉 ).


Kurt Cobain was grunge. He was and will forever define the decade’s music.  He was gorgeous in his I-look-like-I-haven’t-showered-in-days look. Sometimes the words in his music didn’t make much sense, but they made this kind of awkward teenage girl feel not so lonely at times. I can still remember the day Kurt Cobain was found dead. April  5, 1994. Twenty years ago! Gone way too soon. Sigh. I still love you Kurt Cobain!  (As a side note: I loved Dave Grohl too! I still think he is dreamy ;). )

Tonight, Nirvana will be inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Yes, grunge will forever be part of American music history. And I will always remember the 90s as the decade where grunge was in and you had to wait to hear your favorite song on the radio and quickly press record so that you can have the song to play again and again. (Way too many ands in that sentence but when you are talking about grunge, grammar really doesn’t count.)

What were your favorite songs/bands from the 90s? How has music affected you? Comment below!

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