now what

At one time, I thought this was what happy felt like.
that i was supposed to be right here.

music of now

some of my most memorable moments owing up involved music.
my parents went to a Doobie Brothers concert on my moms due date with me. strange but true. my dad loved the Doobies and toting his VERY pregnant wife along to the concert was a bonus: he got great seats which were normally reserved for disabled patrons but in this case, would make one soon to be dad, the happiest man on earth.
my dad also used to wake my sisters and I up on summer break by playing some of his favorite "tunes" loud enough to not only shake the windows but also four girls that stayed up too late watching "Legend", "Labyrinth" or cheesy informercials out of bed. we would whine, yell, bitch and moan about it but he just smiled and danced around the house, opening up all the doors and windows as he went, letting in as much of the summer air as he could.

it was miserable but memorable.


I am rediscovering this passion for music and really noticing that I have no particular "style" or genera. I just like what I feel. So- I will be posting a few songs here and there that I may be "feeling" in that moment. bear with me folks.

so in honor of Dad:

http://youtu.be/BlAmc9Nnebk

side note: He got to meet the Doobies in the months prior to his accident. I remember waking up to an extremely happy voicemail that he left me. `