Music is a part of our everyday existence, from singing in the shower, rocking out with the radio on the way to work, as part of worship in church, or at the gym on the treadmill working out to a pace set by the tunes on your iPod. Thanks to technological advances music is more portable, more personalized. It can also be found in places where once it was taboo. In libraries patrons listen to music on their computers making no more noise that someone reading. Thanks to the Internet and sites such as youtube.com its no longer simply auditory, there is a visual component- be it a band's official video or a song being used to highlight clips from a person's favorite movie or television show. Also artist sites have concert footage as well as special webcasts.
Music is also in a person's memory. A local radio station (and no doubt others across the country) advertises that it plays "the soundtrack of our lives." Sometimes music is so tightly intertwined with an event one cannot be mentioned with the other. Case in point, my sister and I and our childhood trips to Vermont.
We lived in Schenectady, New York as children in the early 70s, just a short ride from the Vermont border. Every Fall my parents would pile us in the car and say we were going to "look at the leaves" (actually that was code for "let's make a liquor run before the holidays since Vermont doesn't have a tax on the stuff.") There are certain things I will always remember about those trips and decades later I was curious if my sister had the same memories. So, I asked my her what she remembered about the Vermont trips.
Her reply was identical to mine. "It always rained, Mom and Dad always bought booze...and every time we went "Brandy" played on the radio!"
Looking Glass is no mere one hit wonder for the Ponton girls!
Music and memory are personal. What might bother one, may have no effect on another. A friend going through a divorce let his wife keep all the CDs as he said he would never be able to listen to them without thinking of her and how it all went wrong. I still love the song "More Than This" even though it was the first song my ex-husband and I danced to at our wedding. Its all personal, based on style, taste, mood and memory. There is really no defining it or quantifying it. It is.