I think I was set in my ways at a young age.

My Dad and Step-Mom took us out for dinner tonight. Then we stopped off at B&N to pick up a couple of summer workbooks and reading books for the munchikins. On the way home I heard a song I haven’t heard in years; Wildfire by Michael Martin Murphy.
With lyrics like:
Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard he was lost

He goes on to say that she’s coming for him and they’ll both ride away on said pony, Wildfire. How tragic – how awesome! He’s actually warned of her return by a hoot owl. Only in Nebraska.
(This all ties into my obsessionwith the tragic love story – if it will inevitably end horribly I’m ALL for it!)

RIGHT after that Baker Street came on. Sweet! Though I actually prefer the mid 90’s remake by the Foo Fighters. As if that weren’t enough, the trifecta of my early childhood balladeers was finished off by Dan Fogelberg’s Leader of the Band. I made my mom explain the whole concept of the song – I was fascinated by it – and I proceeded to tell all adults I came across just what the song meant. I was a smart kid (read: geek).  Though  I think Changing Horses is actually my favorite by him. It features Joe Walsh of the Eagles on the second guitar and harmonies but mostly its because I hear my Dad’s voice when I hear that song, he had a great tenor.

I’m not sure how I came to love soft rock so much. I grew up during the last days of Disco and the birth of New Wave, my parents used to call me radio-girl. My Dad was in a rock cover band fer cryin-out-loud! He played guitar and steel-guitar, on songs from Kansas, Journey, and The Doobie Brothers and Mom liked old blues/jazz records, Bessie Smith and Billie Holiday and….hmmmm….mentally checking the parent’s record collection…

James Taylor, The Eagles, Poco, Linda Rondstadt, Carol King, Jesse Colter, Johnny Cash…

Ok. Maybe it’s all making sense now. Shush – I don’t like it when you notice my crazy.

Someday I’ll tell you about my 10th birthday – I spent it at the bar! Best birthday evar!

oh man, Mom’s gonna laugh over this one.



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