Return of Memoryfest - Day 4/31
Jan. 3rd, 2007 11:16 pm4. Kindergarten/Elementary School
In the living room of our old house, there was about a foot or a foot and a half of space between the side of the oatmeal-upholstered couch and the wall beneath the bay windows. In the corner sat the left half of a pair of old stereo speakers, tall and narrow, with wood veneer, a beige mesh front and a black brand label attached to the bottom corner. When I was little and my mom played a record, I would sometimes wedge myself in between the couch and the wall with my face right in front of the speaker, listening, sometimes scratching my nails lightly down the mesh. I'm pretty sure she told me not to do it, but I did anyway. I remember lying there on the carpet one sunny afternoon, happy and peaceful, while Simon & Garfunkel's Greatest Hits played, humming to the familiar melodies of "Mrs. Robinson" and "I am a Rock" and "Scarborough Fair."
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mer_duff's idea: You can listen to a live version of "Scarborough Fair" on YouTube (only slightly off-key) for atmosphere.
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In the living room of our old house, there was about a foot or a foot and a half of space between the side of the oatmeal-upholstered couch and the wall beneath the bay windows. In the corner sat the left half of a pair of old stereo speakers, tall and narrow, with wood veneer, a beige mesh front and a black brand label attached to the bottom corner. When I was little and my mom played a record, I would sometimes wedge myself in between the couch and the wall with my face right in front of the speaker, listening, sometimes scratching my nails lightly down the mesh. I'm pretty sure she told me not to do it, but I did anyway. I remember lying there on the carpet one sunny afternoon, happy and peaceful, while Simon & Garfunkel's Greatest Hits played, humming to the familiar melodies of "Mrs. Robinson" and "I am a Rock" and "Scarborough Fair."
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Date: Jan. 5th, 2007 03:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 5th, 2007 03:37 am (UTC)We had lots of music too. Though my dad is tone deaf and can't carry a rhythm, he loves his show tunes and oldies, and my mom played (and still plays) guitar and sings, so she was always playing folk music herself or on the record player.
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Date: Jan. 5th, 2007 03:56 am (UTC)My mother's collection consisted mostly Motown and popular R&B of the time. She wasn't closed-minded about music, though. She'd buy a country record, or rock, or whatever, if she liked the way something sounded.
Gordon Lightfoot! I used to think he was corny and awful, but he does grow on you over time, doesn't he? (I like that Edmund Fitzgerald song...)
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Date: Jan. 5th, 2007 04:06 am (UTC)mostly Motown and popular R&B of the time
Two genres I know almost nothing about, sadly. It's cool that she had such eclectic taste. Did it wear off on you?
Cool- a mom who plays guitar! That must have been very nice.
Yep, she does, and it was. She's in a blues/folk/rock band now. I haven't heard her play solo acoustic in ages.
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Date: Jan. 5th, 2007 04:19 am (UTC)Absolutely. If something sounds pleasant to me, I don't care who made it or what it's categorized as. I own things ranging from AC/DC to Otis Redding to the Clancy Brothers. It's all good. :)
What a cool mom you have!