Music of Memories

I love music. I love where it takes me. It takes me through my memories like a photo album, it takes me places I've never been. Last night I took a nice relaxing bath and put some music on and for the first time in months I wasn't a mother anymore, I was Mary. I got to think about music and concerts I've been to. The children were pushed out of my head. It's truly a rare moment when that can happen. Yet another reason I love music, it's destressing.

Let me take you through a bit of my music photo album of memories, these are just a few of the tent poles:


I'm a child again when I hear this. My dad loved the Beatles. On Sudays a Chicago radio station would play 'Breakfast with the Beatles'. Every week it played through the entire house. It put us all in good form for our big Sunday morning breakfast and lazy afternoons. I'm all warm and fuzzy inside


I hate to admit it in a way, but Madonna was the firt music that was mine. The first ever tape cassette that I bought was this album. My child hood best friend and I made an entire dance to this song. Her and I used to laugh so hard together that we would pee our pants.....seriously.


My mom, older sister and I loved Depeche Mode. We'd go to all the concerts when they'd pass through town. I can still say safely to this day that Depeche Mode put on the best concerts I ever went to. I was about 12/13 at the time and was madly in love with Martin...the blonde one. I had a thing for bonde men ever since first grade where I had my first love, Scott. He had blonde curly hair.


Nirvan.....Need I say more. I went from Depeche Mode to Nirvana. I was 13/14 at the time and was going through puberty. I decided grunge was for me. I only wore t-shirts with Pearl Jam, Nirvana, and other grungers written across the front with torn jeans and chuckies (converse shoes). I defined myself by music, and really believed you were who you listened to. I think I still believe that a bit. Kurt Cobain's suicide really affected me. This is also the time where we moved from Chicago to the much less city place of Madison Wisconsin.


It's the Beatles again. This song is very special to me. My father lost his battle to cancer when I was 20 and this song was played at his funeral. I can't hear it without feeling emotional. He was a really great guy...this is for another blog on another day though.


This is Koop. My Husband and I fell in love to this music. We fell in love in Dublin city centre. We had a great time going to movies, nice dinners, and night clubs. We used to make out in door ways. We still giggle as we pass certain doorways.

This Boy, by Tom Baxter. I don't have a clip, when I find one I'll post it. Look it up though, it's so beaurtiful. I love this song. After my husband and I got married we got pregnant very quickly. At 16 weeks we found out we were having a boy and decided to name him Dennis after my father. I bought this album during the pregnancy, This sound was a paticular fave. I always thought of my son when I'd hear it. Sadly Dennis was born sleeping, so this song remains extra special to me.


This will always femind me of the victorious birth of my daughter. She's a daddy's girl, and this song suits them perfect.

There's so many more. But for now I'll leave it at this.