Perfect

There’s still nothing better than good music playing in the car with the windows rolled down as the sun is going down. A good song can transport you into a place of calm and peace and make you feel good all over.

I’m still old-school when it comes to my music. Occasionally, I will plug my iPhone into my car stereo and play a random selection of all my downloaded music. Usually, I have CDs.

I know that some people are content to turn on the radio and leave it on whatever station they find. I’m not judging, but I find that I am less and less of a radio person the older I get. I’m less and less of a top 40 songs kind of guy.

What music are you listening to in your car? I really want to know. This isn’t a question meant to take up space on my blog post so I’ll have a bigger word count. I’m always open to broadening my musical horizons, to discovering new artists and new kinds of music.

PS If you want to find me on Facebook, look for Greg Johnson. My profile picture is of my geriatric feline doing one of her sleepy poses. I welcome friend requests.

 

Deep Album Cuts

I’ve been listening to some Eagles albums. Most people associate them with songs like Hotel California and Takin’ It Easy. In fact, if you listen to most adult contemporary radio stations, you’d only think they ever recorded like five songs.

I personally have always been one who’s been drawn to the less popular stuff. Most of my musical tastes don’t necessarily align with what’s popular with most other people.

So far, the songs that have caught my attention are Saturday Night and I Wish You Peace. I doubt you’ll ever hear either one of those on the radio, but they’re really good songs.

I do believe the life of faith is like that. Some of the best people and experiences  come from the most unlikely of places. Sometimes, the best relationships are the ones where you have to dig a little deeper to find the proverbial diamond hidden in all that rough.

God’s motus operandi is to look for the least likely kind of people to do His best work. He almost never goes for the obvious choices– the learned, the religious, the well-to-do. He usually picks peasants, shepherds, foreign astrologers, fishermen.

I’m thankful He operates that way. I’m one of those God chose. So are you. Some of you probably know what it’s like to be passed over and always picked last. But not with God.

God chose you and me not because there wasn’t anybody else left to choose. He didn’t choose us because the people He really wanted were unavailable.

He chose us because He wanted us. He pursued us because He had set His affection on us and desired that we be a part of His Kingdom.

That’s a good reminder on a cold and rainy day where the sunshine seems a long way off. That’s something to hold on to in the midst of a long week full of Mondays.

So take heart and give thanks for a God who likes those deep album cuts as much as the popular stuff.

 

More Musings About Music

So, I hear there was some kind of awards ceremony tonight for the music industry. Something called the Grannies? The Grammys? Something like that.

Anyway, I skipped it like I’ve skipped the last few. To my ears, the music that gets played on the radio sounds like a lot of ear candy– sorta like cotton candy set to a beat. If you like current top-40 music, more power to you. It just isn’t for me.

I like my music more off the beaten path. One of my favorite singer-songwriters is Lori McKenna, whose album Lorraine is (in my opinion) a clinic in what good songwriting sounds like. I highly recommend it. Now if I can only find it in my considerable collection of music.

I also like to go back and revisit music that I listened to in the past. I find that I hear it with a different set of ears and that I appreciate it in a new way.

I still think that nothing is more powerful than a song that tells my story and that speaks my thoughts. It’s sometimes almost like having my diary set to music. Sometimes it’s a little scary how close they get.

That’s why I think if I had to choose between movies, books, and music, I’d probably go with music. Music is the only media that affects every area of the brain. Or so I’ve read on the internet, so it must be true.

PS I found that Lori McKenna album. It will probably find its way into the rotation on my homeward commute at some point in the very near future.

More to come later on what I’m discovering and listening to in the wonderful world of music.

 

One of My Favorites

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival Fri Sep 30 - Sun Oct 2, 2005

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival
Fri Sep 30 – Sun Oct 2, 2005

Often at night, I’ll put on my headphones and get out whatever CD strikes my fancy and lull myself to sleep with some good music.

Last night, it was Gillian Welch’s Time (the Revelator). I love her music. In an age where music feels mass-produced, it’s a refreshing change to find songs that seem hand-crafted and lovingly spun.

I have all her music. I could put on any of her CDs and instantly be transported into a happier place of mind.

I actually got to see her and Dave Rawlings at the Ryman back in December of 2011. It was the last stop on their tour and it was fantastic. They had no opening act and played for 2 1/2 hours. It’s at least in my top three best concert experiences of all time.

Also, the Dave Rawlings Machine is good stuff, too. It’s basically a reversal of her albums with him doing the lion’s share of lead vocals.

Basically, go with whatever music moves you, whether it’s popular or not, top 40 or not, recent or not. Even if it’s Kenny G or Zamfir, Master of the Pan-Flute.

I wouldn’t want to live in a world without music and art. It would almost be like living in a world with justice but no mercy.

So yeah, I like music.

The end.

More Music for Under $1

Tonight, I popped in a CD that I picked up from McKay’s for 95 cents. The CD was An English Ladymass by Anonymous 4. I’ll give you what the CD cover gave me– it reads on the front “medieval chant and polyphony” and on the back it states “13th and 14th century chant and polyphony in honor of the Virgin Mary.”

I’m not exactly sure what polyphony is, but it sounds nice. The whole thing sounds nice. It’s very relaxing,detoxifying, destressing music after dealing with the madness of 5 o’clock traffic.

Plus, it’s the perfect antidote to the monotony of much of what gets played on the radio, especially in top-40 formats.

The best part about having musical tastes that are outside the norm is finding bargains all over the place, especially if you know where to look.

In the life of faith, the best parts often will come from unexpected places at unexpected times and won’t be the parts you were anticipating the most. The best people will be the ones who you never would have thought would be in your life, but hey, there they are.

Life is good and God is great, as a friend of mine says all the time. My life has a soundtrack that I’m adding to all the time. That makes it even better.

 

Music & Memories

“She wears denim wherever she goes
Says she’s gonna get some records by the Status Quo
Oh yeah…Oh yeah…” (Teenage Fanclub)

If you’re as much of a music nerd as I am, maybe you occasionally hear the opening line of a particular song and it transports you to a very specific place and time.

Maybe you go back to being in the car with friends at night on a weekend. You remember where you were, where you were going, the conversation, even the sights and smells.

For me, I hear the song “Silent Lucidity” by Queensryche and I go back to the Subway next to the Kroger’s where I used to work and the girl I used to have a crush on. I can’t remember what we talked about or what sub I ate, but I remember that song.

When I hear some songs, I’m 12 years old again, feeling the same feelings I felt back then. Or maybe I’m back to being 21 with a whole world of possibilities still opened up before me.

That’s why I love music so much. Nothing else has the power to bring back memories so vividly. All it takes is the intro and opening lines to a certain song and you’re back in the moment. It’s as good as a time machine.

Nothing takes me back to junior high better than a Chicago song. Bon Jovi takes me back to high school days. For college, nothing brings back good memories better than a Spin Doctors song.

What songs take you back? It may not be a song that went massive. It may be an obscure song that just happened to hit you at the right moment in such a way that it is ingrained in your memory, tied to a particular place and time.

But if you’re anything like me, you have at least one of those songs stored in the ol’ noggin. So let me know. What are the songs that make up the soundtrack of your life?