I hear music

Yes, I love music. Many of my titles and endings on my blog will be titles or lines of songs I like. I especially like the big band sounds and oldies, which I consider to be classic rock. It is difficult for me to choose what kind I like most as I have so many styles I love.

When I scrap, I usually have music on. If not music then some news show, but mostly music. Same way when I am on the computer. Some of my earliest memories are music playing. Most likely - if I live long enough - I'll scrap some of my favorite music or artists.

Knowing how I feel it is strange that I haven't been to that many concerts. I hate crowds and am a tad claustrophobic, so I prefer to listen and watch at home. I've had some interesting encounters, though. I had my picture taken with Robert Goulet before he was well known. He was in little theater in my home town community. We had breakfast in a restaurant and the only other people in the place were the Oak Ridge Boys. They initiated chatting with us. I saw Louis Jordan at our mall and all but melted when he took my hand. I was chosen with thirty others to go back stage to meet Alabama after the Roll On Tour. I got autographs and a kiss on the cheek from Randy Owen. But still, I shy away from those concerts. A recent one I missed was last week. Neil Diamond was in Jacksonville. I would have loved to have seen him in person, but tickets sold out in a few hours. Jimmy Buffet was here a few months ago and his sold out in a matter of minutes. So, I'll content myself listening to my CD's and watching old tapes I've made. And list some favorite lines in my blog.

And the beat goes on,
Ang