I spent a great deal of Sunday morning uploading songs to my Spotify account, dictated from a book I discovered in the wooden chest I had explored with curiosity the previous weekend while searching for clues to the identity of my biological father.
The book was a little floral covered notebook where my mum had carefully and dutifully handwritten a list of her all time favourite songs. I remember as a child and teenager that on weekends mum would pop in her old cassette tapes (the kind that were recorded straight from the radio) and blast her favourite songs, a myriad collection from November Rain by Guns n Roses to Little Red Corvette, a classic Prince track and everything inbetween.
On this particular early Spring morning with the sun pouring through the windows casting dancing rainbows on the walls from the crystal hanging from the curtain railing, I hooked up my phone and blasted every single one of those songs through my own stereo and danced and sang with my little boys. Though I didn’t recognise the names of the songs at face value, each and every one brought back happy memories of times gone by and brought with it a feeling of closeness to her that I have not experienced in years.
Oh, for her to have heard my 2 year old belting out her favourite songs in true Finn style would have made her heart sing!
It is absolutely amazing how a single song can bring you back to someplace in your memory, both happy and sad, an era, a moment, a holiday, a person.
The songs that instantly bring back memories for me are:
Of my Childhood: You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi (known to me as a young child simply as Shot Through The Heart! This was my aunts influence through and through)
Of High School: The Thong Song by Sisqo (too many parties to count)
Of my trip to America: Dancing in the Moonlight (this became our anthem on our road trip around the East Coast)
Of my Mum: MacArthurs Park (the Richard Harris version). I love this song so much simply because it just brings back so many memories and takes me back in time.
Of my Husband: Jack Johnson’s first album – many a road trip with that blaring!
I have taken to listening to her music so much in the last couple of days. Music has been missing in my life the last few years and what a loss it was. I feel more at peace than I have in a very long time, the power of music cannot be underestimated.
While my mum was on her death bed a number of songs came on the radio in the last 20 minutes of her life that were uncanny in their timing. Or were it not a coincidence? I guess that all depends on how you look at things. I must say in recent days I have come to my own conclusions on the intervention of those who have passed away in our current lives.
I guess that is a post for another day entirely!
What songs bring back memories the strongest for you?
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