Musical Walk Down Memory Lane

I don't often look at Youtube or videos or other music sites, but today on my Facebook page was a post of an Elvis song and I clicked on it.  It was Elvis singing "If I Can Dream" from the concert where he wore black leather.  The song was moving, especially after the events since the Boston Marathon bombings last Monday.  After that, I decided to look at a video of David Bowie's new song.  The video was quite odd - artistic, but odd - totally David Bowie. From there, I looked at some of my favorite David Bowie songs (Space Oddity, Starman, Oh, You Pretty Things, China Girl, etc.) and then I was linked to Freddie Mercury and the portion of the Queen Concert at Live Aid - wow, what memories.  Seeing Freddie Mercury command the audience was amazing.  I remember seeing him in concert all those years ago.

All that music stirred all sorts of memories - I had forgotten how music can do that.  Elvis, David Bowie and Queen were all sounds from various stages of my youth.  Although those days seem so far away, listening to the music made me feel as if it was yesterday.  Music can have such power.  Today, it made me happy.  It also made me reflect.  I reflected on different times in my life.  Music has always played an important role in my life.  It was the show tunes loaded onto my second hand I-Pod that got me through all the in-patient methotrexate chemotherapy treatments.  All those nights when I couldn't sleep, I would listen to songs from Cats and Evita and Wicked and Dream Girls and Nine and lots of others.  Those songs gave me comfort and strength and escape.  I could escape from the pain of my treatments and the pain of my situation.  It is funny, during my periods of hallucinations, I had a sudden realization of the meaning of some rock songs - I especially thought that I could finally understand David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars.  I always loved that album.  I still love the music, but it does sort of remind me of my hallucinations.  I just wish that I cold have used them to make beautiful music!  Another period of my life that a certain type of music was important is during my divorce - I would get up at night and play country music and bake.  It is funny, I still like to bake with the country music blasting.  I don't know a lot about music, I don't understand what is difficult or easy and what is great music and what is fluff - I only know what I like and don't like and what moves me.  I think that I will pull out some old CD's and revisit some more memory lane by way of music.