Music takes its own route

Do you like music? Sometimes you can fall in love with a tune in seconds, which rarely happens. It may take a listen or two but once stored away in that section of your brain it’s there for life. Sometimes a track can disappear and become lost in the wholeness of your brain after taking a wrong turn and if you are unlucky, it could well stay hidden away.

Then you hear something, a memory triggered, you get older and then, when you least expect it, you hear the thing you heard years ago but in a new way, in a way that changes everything.

I remember in the early, early seventies on a rainy Sunday afternoon sitting in our little kitchen diner listening to the radio and around two o’clock Jimmy (the paedophile) Savile was on and played some good music. One I remember listening to was Derrick Morgan – “Stand by Me”. Playing with my Alexa this morning I asked her to play a tune of Derrick Morgan and the first offering was “Stand by Me” and the crazy thing is I have Derrick Morgan songs in my YouTube list I just can’t think why I missed this track. At the time, I had no idea about Rock Steady but give it a year or so and I would be educated.

From there Alexa threw me another bone with “Ranglin on Bond Street” jumping out at me another mystery to me making me question myself. I come to the conclusion growing up I was a single kind of guy over the album and was more than likely to buy the greatest hits album. I played both repeatedly. Each time I played them, it felt like a different tune. The first play of “Stand by Me” I was sitting there back in our old home listening to the radio, the second I am sitting on my bike listening to the sound system outside the Paddle Steamer pub.

Since playing the tunes, I have them both constantly humming around my head. Music takes its own route. It doesn’t do, feel, sound, or behave as if we want it to. It does what it does in its own mysterious way and it keeps on doing it until we listen.