New Book
On Saturday, I hit the Borders in downtown Indy. I picked up a new book…“Love is a Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song at a Time.”
I’m only 5 chapters into the book, but I love it. The book is basically a memoir, using the music that author Rob Sheffield listened to throughout his life. It’s funny, sad, and brilliant all at the same time. He talks about music being what makes his memories. He hears a song and it takes him back to a particular place and time in his life.
I can truly identify with this, as I’m a music nerd. And, there are times when a song comes on and I’m delivered to memories…some fond, some tragic, some indifferent. The book reminds me of how everytime a particular Cranberries song comes on the radio I’m inspired to roll down my windows, singing at the top of my lungs as Gern, Hartman, and I did in the mid-90’s on a road trip to Philadelphia. Every time I hear Bill Mallonee sing “Crescent Moon” I’m taken back to the beautiful memory of my wedding day. When I hear “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing”, I’m reminded of a moving worship experience in San Diego. I could go on and on.
What memories do you associate with music?