When all of you left, the music remained.

Star Trauth

I was a kid long before a Little Einstein, Barney, and the Backyardigans. The gentle age appropriate music that was on the lips of my child, if there was music like that, when I was a kid, I had no knowledge of it. I also wasn’t aware of many kid’s movies, though I do remember seeing the Sorcerer’s Apprentice in the theater, it reminded me of how pot felt. How did I know how pot felt? I was a child of the 70s. Adults thought it was hilarious to pass the joint to the kid, especially if she came with entertaining a vivid commentary of what it felt like to be, “all soft around the edges. “

I spent my childhood singing songs, like Rebel Rebel, Fame, Pinball Wizard, and Gimme Shelter. I would carry The Rolling Stones Let it Bleed album and Sticky Fingers album like they were toys. Sticky Fingers had a working zipper which I played with all the time which should give you some insight into who I am as a person.

The first time I laid eyes on David Bowie I turned to my parents, hands on hips, and said, “I am marrying him.” My parents tried hard to suppress their laughter, I didn’t appreciate it but I was happy that I had chosen a husband. My dad asked why I picked him. I said, “He’s like you, but with earrings and make up. “ they thought that was a riot.

I remember seeing Rosemary’s Baby and Tommie at the drive-in. Tommie really stuck with me beyond my love for pinball. The media my parents were feeding me illustrated to me you could make your imagination into something tangible. It also linked imagination, intellect, and music for me. It was and is an unbreakable bond.

Music will keep you company, mark a place or time, inspire, and soothe.
When I was a kid and I couldn’t sleep, my mom would either hum or pop in an eight track, Fleetwood Mac‘s, White album, or Rumours. Those albums still soothe me, and have inspired a few art pieces, as well. For me, there is always music.

David Bowie ‘Rebel, Rebel