For a lot of us, music becomes a really huge part of our lives when we are just kids, and remains a passion until the day we die.
We find the first songs that we ever discover through our parents, usually, and the records or 8-tracks or cassettes that they share with us from the moments we are first able to move around. We dance across laminate floors, our tiny feet flipping to a rhythm that bores into us in the most basic and purest way known to man.
It crawls in our ear holes and tickles our brain and our heart and heats up our young blood, and before you know it: we are fully overcome by the sound of something awesome and powerful.
Only later, do we start making up our own minds about music.
We exit out the back doors of where everything was great and start our long journey through the wild vast lands of this genre or that one, keeping the things that continue to move us close to our hearts, and tossing away the many things we simply cannot afford to hold on to.
Then, much later, as parents, we get to reverse the roles and commandeer one of the most magical steering wheels we will ever have in our fists. We get to play the music that we love for our very own kids.
It’s maybe one of the most delightful things I have ever had the chance to experience, dropping the needle on a record by The Temptations or Frank Sinatra and watching my two little ones boogie across the hardwood.
Every parent gets that opportunity. And I hope we all realize what a golden one it is.
So, here is one music-lovin’ Daddy’s list of the enchanted stuff that changed his life once upon a time, and continues to do so today. Here is the stuff that I cannot wait to play for my Violet and Henry.
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