• Another 100 Days of Good Karma: Day 153 (A Musical Diversion)

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    Thursday, December 11, 2014

    Run/ Walk/ Bike/ Elliptical (Today:  3.00 miles;  Running Total: 80.16 miles)

    Day 153 of *Another* 100 Days of Good Karma.

    [I conceived of and wrote most of this while I was on the elliptical machine, so chalk anything that’s too mushy or sentimental up to hunger delirium. ~Meghan.]

    I listened to a lot of music growing up. My parents exposed me to some of the greatest music ever made. Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Diana Ross and the Supremes, the Jackson Five, the Beatles, Pink Floyd, Bob Seger.

    You name it, we had it. And probably on vinyl.

    When I’m having a morning when I can’t get going (like today) or during a run I just can’t get into (also, like today), I plug in my head phones.

    Music is the great mood lifter. And no one has lifted my mood more often over the years than Tom Petty.

    I can think of a Tom Petty song that’s marked every stage of my life.

    Hearing the opening jangle of American Girl takes me back to my friend Tina‘s room.

    We were 15 or 16 and she had a Tom Petty and the Heartbreaker’s greatest hits on cassette (yes, I’m that old).

    I can still see us sitting cross legged on the gray carpet, me entranced by the music coming from the boom box her grinning and saying, “I know, right?!”.

    It was after this first listen that I discovered I liked Tom Petty before I even knew his name. I knew and loved Waiting is the Hardest Part and Don’t Come Around Here No More, but I never knew the artist(s).

    The band has been around for thirty years and they’ve produced so many songs there is a Tom Petty song is on the radio, like, every five minutes.

    Seriously, flip through your radio stations.

    I dare you not to hear that Southern Accent somewhere along the dial.

    Later that year I discovered a copy of Damn the Torpedos in my dad’s record collection. I thought I knew that collection back to front. How I’d overlooked this gem was impossible to explain. Now, thanks to yours truly, there’s probably a hole in the place where Here Comes My Girl used to be.

    Listening to Tom Petty I learned to Stand My Ground. I learned everyone is trying to fly without wings. I learned to listen to my heart and not be swayed by money or cocaine (an important life lesson, that).

    On the Wild Flowers album I learned it’s Good to be King.

    Around the age of 23 I bought Playback, a six disk set of Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers music. Some familiar favorites were on there. Breakdown, Even the Losers, Free Fallin’.

    (Any time I need a boost I play Free Fallin’. Because, seriously, when does that song NOT make you smile?)

    But there was other stuff on there that I’d never heard. Hometown Blues and Anything that’s Rock N Roll are two of my personal favorites.

    I’ve rocked both of my children to sleep singing All Right For Now and Louisiana Rain.

    At 34, almost 20 years later, I’m still running with Tom.

    Today’s silver lining: A big thank you to Tina for introducing me to the soundtrack to my life.

    What’s your silver lining today?  I love comments!

    Don’t want to leave a comment, but have something you want to share?  Send me an email at gettingthewordswrong(at)gmail(dot)com.

    xoxo,
    Meghan

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2 Responsesso far.

  1. Melissa says:

    Love this post! Couldnt agree with you more, I can hear a song on the radio, relate it what is going on with my life and feel that song is for me, and no one else. I love when I hear an older song and it immediately takes me back that time in my life when I first heard it! one of my favorite quotes from Bob Marley “One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain”

  2. Tina Smith says:

    She was… an AmERican girl.

    Oh man good times. Petty is a master. I must admit the Rolling Stones and Beatles pretty much floated me through high school.

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