I almost started this post with "in my younger years" until I realised that made me sound really old and boring, I'm not even 30 yet. So I decided I can't start it like that, because I am not old and boring. Or at least I don't want to be.
So, that said. I used to be a music fanatic, I remember waiting patiently to record my favourite songs off of the radio, or ordering punk rock cd's through my favourite mail order catalogue then sit on my bed reading the lyrics from the little booklet that came with them. I spent many Saturdays at 78 records in Perth scouring the shelves and then heading over to their listening stations with an arm full of CD's. I would save my money and go to as many concerts as I could, the very first being Silverchair at the tender age of 13, back when Daniel Johns was the heart throb of every teenage girl in Australia. I listened to music all the time, doing my homework, falling asleep, I would even read books and listen to music, which I could never do now.
Since becoming a Mum I don't listen to as much music as I used to, which I assume is pretty common. I find myself listening to the same thing over and over again because I don't have the time to search for something new, my son isn't at the 'I want to listen to my music age' yet, but I do often stick some Yo Gabba Gabba on, because I don't mind it, and it beats the Wiggles!
This week, I made a conscious effort to listen to more music, and new music.
Wow, I remembered how relaxing it is to have music in the background while I am cooking dinner, or doing the dishes, it just makes the mundane a little more entertaining. Ezra loves music, so some days we have just been rocking out together having fun and a laugh, music is definitely my stress release.
Here are some of my favourites from this week.