Yesterday, I sat in my new office, behind my new desk, looking out my new window, I was listening to the "Tapestry" CD by Carole King. "Tapestry" is one of the greatest albums of my generation, in my opinion, and as Carole crooned "Home Again," her voice, like honeyed molasses washed over me like a tidal wave. I never knew melancholia could be so sweet. As "Home Again" melted into "Beautiful ", it was such a bittersweet moment, that I wanted to cry. I didn't, because I was soon dancing around the office, shaking myself to "Smackwater Jack" like a boss. I scared Trixie, who looked at me like I had lost my mind.
There are few musicians that move me like Carole King...Leon Russell, God rest his soul, John Lennon, God help his soul, and Joni Mitchell, God love her soul. Come to think of it, it seems like these all have something in common...they all sing songs that are relatable to the human condition. On any given day at any given time, I can listen to any of these artists and either have a good, snot slinging cry or a good, head banging belly laugh. Both are good for the soul.
Hope you have a great day!