Finding my beat

I don’t know music. At all. I have no musical aptitude. My eighth-grade band teacher told me I’d have to practice more or not come back. I chose not to go back. I tried piano lessons. I wished I could be good at it, but I wasn’t.

I’ve really come to love music playing all the time. I used to be a TV girl, but now I find myself turning to Pandora and iTunes and not missing the picture at all. Music can make me feel like a rock star. It evokes emotion and it powers my runs. I need something lively in the mornings, something I can sing along to in the car, and something to fulfill me in the evenings.

So here’s the thing, I don’t know what I’m looking for. I love going to friends’ homes and hearing their careful selections. I’m embarrassed by my own. I tend to like what is spoon-fed to me, but I know the popular songs on the radio aren’t exactly quality. Sometimes I love listening to the independent selections on KEXP, other days I don’t have the patience for it. I like to search for something on Pandora and let the service do the work of suggesting other things to me. I’d also like some instrumentals I could play when I’m reading or working.

Maybe there’s hope for me and I can be a musician yet. I have big dreams to be a drummer.

Share your faves with me. What songs do you feel are unappreciated? What’s your go-to?

Here are a few that fit my mood lately. My neighbors probably hate these about right now:
“Happy,” Secrets in Stereo
“Get It Right,” Brendan James
“Good Life,” One Republic
“Dream Out Loud,” Last Channel
“You’ve Got the Love,” Florence + the Machine

Pop music is my go-to for working out:
“Only Girl,” Rihanna
“Hot N Cold,” Katy Perry (actually pretty much anything Katy Perry.)
“Born to Run,” Bruce Springsteen
“Sex on Fire,” Kings of Leon
“Sharpest Pencils,” Racetrack

Soundtrack of My Life:
“The City,” by Joe Purdy eased the pain of my long commute.
“Fall,” Jasmine Ash got me through my breakup.
“It’s My Life,” Bon Jovi was a college favorite for my girls and me.
“Sailing,” the ‘N Sync version, was another college go-to when I learned to sail.
“Whatever It Takes,” by Lifehouse when my then-boyfriend was too much for me to handle.
“Wide Open Spaces,” by the Dixie Chicks was my going-West -for-college song.
“I Just Called to Say I Love You,” by Stevie Wonder was one my dad liked to sing.

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I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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