In my time I've learned to appreciate all manner of music. The blended sounds of musical instruments and the human voice are an art and gift from God.
However, when I come home to myself, my most favorite music is Rock n' Roll.
Some say the lyrics and rhythms were simple, silly and jumbled with goofy sound effects. Others will point to themes which were soapy, self indulgent, and pointless. To some, a careful listening may confirm the noted criticisms. However, as all my boomer buddies and honeys will agree, the sounds from the mid fifties through the late seventies were the juice of our younger lives.
I think vintage rock sounds blended with raging early teen hormones did some magic. Specifically, our brains were etched to associate rock n' roll with great passion, boundless energy, lofty dreams, and love. The emotional flush we all experienced with that first date, kiss, dance, and petting session is forever linked to the music of our younger days.
When I listen to good Doo Wop, Woodstock, or American Graffiti soundtracks, I am energized. Maybe, the Rock n' Roll music reminds or tricks my mind into thinking younger thoughts. Maybe not. However, dear friends, turn up the volume and believe you can; climb "Blueberry Hill", become a "Paperback Writer", "Get a Job", or, find that "Little Darlin'" or " Duke of Earl", "At The Hop".
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