GO ASK ALICE. That single lyric sent me down and through the rabbit hole the other day as I was cruising around with my new Sirius/XM car radio. Well, there was a car attached, though to me the vehicle was but a large sound system in which I was happily ensconced, a magic carpet ride back to the days when I sang in rock bands. Now there is a sentence to curl the hair of one’s child, yes? I sang in rock bands, and with the help of my new car’s radio, I’m back belting out the songs I covered, re-upping my love for the playlist of my life. Have you got one? I suspect you do.
My years as a rock and roll singer were few – part of high school and into college – but I loved every turbulent minute of it, covering anything sung by Christine McVie (of the original Fleetwood Mac) and Bonnie Raitt. And I tried hard to look the part, though I was never really cool enough for the role.
No matter. I learned my lines, belted out my tunes, and did my best until other interests came and swept me away from the band. That is, until now. Now with my Sirius/XM Radio, I am back in full voice, and delighted to be back in touch with the playlist of my life and, along with the lyrics, remembering those women who are attached to these songs almost as tightly as I was to the jeans I used to wear. I love that twinned memory aspect of music, don’t you?
It’s an inspiration, isn’t it? Yes it is. And one that can inspire many pieces of memoir.
So listen up, and write on.
J. Lea Lopez says
Well, I never sang in a rock band, only choir in high school. But I love belting out some good tunes. I’m a little shy about it, though, so I don’t do it very loudly. That is, until recently. Last month, at the ripe old age of 28, I finally got my drivers license for the first time. I soon discovered that the car is the perfect place where I can sing to my heart’s delight without worrying about the neighbors!
marion says
Hi there, J. Lea.
Welcome to my new blog. Congratulations on that driver’s license! Great achievement. And the freedom, well, you’ll love it.
Thanks for coming by and sharing about that singing thing.
That’s a lovely little piece of memoir on the topic of freedom.
I hope you’ll write finish it and send it out.
Write on, sister.