No wise man has the power

I grew up listening to oldies.

KOOL 106.1 - All oldies, all the time.

I'm not sure why.  I don't think it was because of my parents because my older siblings listened to current music.  But for some reason I only listened to oldies.  I didn't really know who *NSYNC, Backstreet Boys, and 98 Degrees were, except for a couple of their songs that my friends sang.  I knew who Hanson was because my best friend loved them.  But I remember, after I turned 14, being excited to go to stake dances each month because I would hear the current songs I liked.  Why did I wait for stake dances instead of just listening to non-oldies stations on the radio like everyone else my age? 

As a result, some of my all-time favorite music and artists continue to be from the Golden Oldies era (and into the 70's).  They put me in a good mood like current music still can't.  The other day, J and I were listening to the radio and the deejay said, "Coming up, music from the very best decade of music, the 80's!" and I said to Joel, "The 80's? That's ridiculous.  Everyone knows the best decades of music were the 60's and 70's."

Side note: Randomly, Carrie, who's my best friend, also grew up listening to only oldies (although she started transitioning into the modern day sooner than I did. she knows all the words to "Ice Ice Baby," people.). 

Anyway, 

I LOVE THIS SONG.


Ha, I just went back and saw that I've written about this song before! I guess that proves how much I love it. :)




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"It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day.  If you could keep awake (but of course you can't) you would see your own mother doing this, and you would find it very interesting to watch her.  It is quite like tidying up drawers... When you wake in the morning, the naughtiness and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind, and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on." - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan