Tonight, I am sitting with my husband next to me. Often, we like to just hang out and talk while do nothing since he works so hard, and I'm basically lazy (not really, but my man works way harder than I do) so I love just sitting around. While talking, I was imagining what baby lady will be like one day, how I hope she likes to sing to rents randomly and how just simply adorable she will be. On that note, I began to listen to some of the music at the bottom of my blog and came across Joe Cocker's song "You Are So Beautiful". I then proceeded to tell my husband that I thought, as a young girl, how romantic it would be if a man would one day sing that song to me. No, hubster didn't bust out in song and begin to sing, he just looked at me. I don't know if I would really like it now, not because I don't like the song, but because I think I would be embarrassed. I wouldn't know what to do if I were serenaded to. Just sit there? I guess I would figure it out if the scenario came to fruition.
Earlier this evening, hubster and I were watching a documentary film which had Peter Gabriel's song "Big Time". This made me think of how much I want to go to the Peter Gabriel concert this summer! It also just so happens this concert takes place on my BIRTHDAY! How ordained is that? Just kidding. But really, if I am able to go, I will. It's on my bucket list for crying out loud.
I guess what I'm trying to say is music produces an emotional response in myself (I believe it does for many people). I go a step further and start making connections with memories and life-changing events. I love music. I love concerts. They get my blood pumping. Enjoy the small music collection I have on this blog. I know I do.