I was just looking through the old mixed CDs I have made and found
something that was kinda funny, to me, because it shows how my music
taste varies, heavily influenced by friends, and somewhat circular.
On
one of those old CD mixes I had a song by Patty Griffin. It wasn't
until last summer I sought out more of her music because of another
friend's interest in a few of her songs. I've not been able to get
enough of her songs since then. A similar instance with Ani Difranco;
This same mixed CD had a song by Ani but it wasn't until 2004 and 2005
that I started getting more of her albums. I probably got them from
mixed CDs other people had given me, liked the song, but didn't pursue
downloading their music or buying their albums for whatever reason.
2002.... I know I was listening to a lot of Radiohead, Poe, Matchbox 20,
Train, Nine Inch Nails, Smashing Pumpkins; Blake and I were dating,
year and a half. I wonder how come I didn't pursue either Ani or Patty
at that time. Hmm.
I know my friend Carole tried introducing me to
Leonard Cohen's music in 2003. I remember her driving towards Jackson
in that little red car (a Miata? or a Saab?) and turning on Cohen and
saying I oughta like this music. But it takes a little while for some
music to settle in with me. Too much was still going on with me
emotionally (post-breakup) and the wind was loud and who knows what
else. But it'd be another 5 years before I would return to Leonard
Cohen, cued again by a few friends' interest in his music and another
friend who covered one of his songs.
Back when I was in 6th grade
my parents and I went to hear Bob Dylan at the Jackson Auditorium. I was
hardwired for U2's music at the time, but I knew this guy was supposed
to be great. I couldn't make out a single word he sang. The only song I
recognized was All Along the Watchtower, because U2 covers that song as
well, and it wasn't because of the words but because of the melody
itself that I caught it. Again, in 2002 at Memphis in May I heard Bob
Dylan play, but he didn't capture my interest; My attention divided
between watching the crowded audience, Blake, and also noticing Willie
Nelson's bus stopped for a while: You could see Willie in the window
"rocking out" to the music. In 2007, I really revisited Bob's music when
my friend Phoebe became engrossed in his songs, lyrically and
musically. Sometimes a song would really capture her emotions and she
would play it on repeat until it all worked out.
Well, I guess that is enough of another ramble for now.
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