The Boss!


Forty years ago today, Bruce gave us THIS, and rock’n’roll has never been the same.

Do you know the Boss?  If not, you are missing out on what generations of Americans and Springsteen fans all over the world consider to be one of the greatest gifts ever to Rock’n’Roll.

I was in high school when his iconic album ‘Born to Run’  dropped.  I remember it like it was yesterday.  My brother’s were big Springsteen fans.  My sister’s, too.  My friends and most of my peers loved this rocker – who affectionately was known to all as “the Boss.”  A nickname which originated when a young Springsteen, playing clubs with a band in the 1960s, took on the task of collecting the band’s nightly pay and distributing it amongst his band mates.  

Springsteen comes from New Jersey.   Born into a working class family, he has cultivated an image as a working class man, despite his enormous wealth. Even after finding fortune, Bruce still makes a point to do a lot of charity work and raises awareness for those less fortunate than himself.  He never lost touch with his humble beginnings and has given back so much to his community.  Most often, anonymously

His rock ‘n roll beginnings can be traced as far back as 1966 – what some fans refer to as “brucelegs.”  But it was in 1975 when Springsteen had his breakthrough and exploded onto the mainstream rock scene when his album ‘Born To Run’ was released.  About a year before that time, Jon Landau, a Rolling Stone music critic, said that he “saw rock ‘n roll future, and its name is Bruce Springsteen.” 

Springsteen could arguably be considered America’s most premier and prolific songwriter.  His music is often a written reflection of life through working class eyes and poetry set to music describing growing up in the 70’s.  As anyone who has been to a Springsteen concert can attest to, Bruce and the E Street Band also put on a hell of a show! Often lasting over 3 hours.

Forty years to the day after its release, Born to Run is still considered Springsteen’s masterpiece. It perfectly captures the voices of American youth and rebellion in the mid 1970s.  It catapulted the 24-year-old into stardom  — and he continues to pack sold-out stadiums today with the same enthusiasm and unbridled energy he served up when he was just starting out.

The Boss!  – A true iconic American musician.


Happy Birthday Facebook!

social-media-likeThis week the country is celebrating Facebook’s 10th birthday.  In honor of this, everyone with an active Facebook account has been given a gift of their very own personal slideshow.  A Facebook movie!   It’s a composite look at your Facebook life, from the past 10 years, in 62 seconds.

What a brilliant marketing ploy!!  (not that they need it)  They’ve chosen the perfect instrumental music to accompany these award-winning clips.  Your heart will swell as you watch the short videos of your life from the past ten years flash before your eyes.  And they’ve created these for all 1.2 billion Facebook users worldwide.  Amazing!

That is, unless you are not an avid Facebook user.  Depending on how much time you have spent on FB and how much content you have posted and shared, you will either see the personalized video, a collection of photos or a simple thank-you card.  Wow, a card.  That’s kind of like winning the booby prize. Yikes!


Clark was a little miffed that he only got the photo composite rather than the video.  Oh, he spends just as much time on Facebook as I do, but he basically lurks rather than getting into the meat and potatoes of posting.  I think it’s a guy thing.

Myself?  I am well aware that I have spent wayyy too much time posting comments and sharing pictures.  But really, who hasn’t?  It’s the tech age, after all.  We get our news and up-to-date info sent directly to our electronic devices.  Or, immediately at the click of the mouse.  We can spend a few hours or so each day on Facebook and be caught up on what’s going on in the life of our friends.  Or, non-friends.

facebook-friendship-relationship-problems-friends-sympathy-ecards-someecardsSo, These uber awesome Facebook movies have provided us with just that kind of information.  I’ve had a ball spending the past few days looking at everyone’s clips.

Some of the movies that have flooded my news-feed…..

  • The Twenty-Something Friend – This person’s video is filled with shots at parties and large gatherings.  There are lots of selfies and they are constantly surrounded by a lot of other twenty-somethings.  They help me to remember how exhausting being twenty-something was.
  • The Thirty-Something Friend – These movies are filled with shots of young parents with growing families.  These 30-somethings have morphed from a group of selfie-obsessed friends into responsible young adults.  We see glimpses of their kids sporting events and family outings.  The friends in these vids look exhausted while the kiddos look as tho their energy never runs low.
  • The Forty-Something friend – They’re married, have had children and have purchased a home.  They’re in the midst of what is seemingly a successful career.  And we’ve witnessed it all through FB.
  • The Non-Friend – This person’s movie shows up on my news-feed and I have to wonder… who in the world is that?
  • The Acquaintance friend – I really never knew much about their personal life.  Until now.
  • The Adult-Friend – OK, these are the gold medal of videos. They cause me to choke up and get misty eyed.  They are filled with shots of family and friends and grand kids.  They tend to emphasize relationships and family.  Most have pics of loved ones who may no longer be with us.  I could watch these over and over again.  And cry each time.

Love it or not, these timeline look-back videos are here to stay.  They were created in the perfect Facebook time frame and set to the perfect instrumental music.  So sit back and enjoy.  I’ve had so much fun watching them the past few days.  I happen to fall into the MOM-Group.  We Moms were probably the first ones to call our kids after seeing our vids.  “It’s Great!!  I Love It!  You’ll love it, too!..” And our kids probably smiled and rolled their eyes and thought to themselves..  “Oh boyyy….” 

Congratulations Facebook on 10 accomplished years.  And here’s to information overload never slowing down!!




Moved by Music

sheet-musicI talked to one of my very good friends yesterday for the first time in a few years.  Circumstances and life had managed to squeeze between us.  I had been thinking about her so much the past few months.  Wondering how she and her hubs were doing and knowing that I should pick up the phone to reconnect.

She beat me to it.

I was scheduled to go in late for work yesterday.  I had an hour or so before I had to leave when the phone rang.  I looked at the caller i.d. and could not believe who it was.  My heart jumped a little and I smiled.   I answered and we talked until the moment I had to walk out for work.  It was as if not a day had gone by since the last time we talked.  We picked up right where we left off.  True friendships never die.

Her hubby is a total music guru.  Music pumps through his veins.  He was born of parents who had it in their soul and were “in the biz”…so to say.   He is artistic and soulful.  I connect with him on this level.  Passion for music is a common bond that he and I share.

I grew up in your typical 60’s/70’s colonial style home.  It was decorated n Harvest Gold and Avocado green hues!  It had a dining room which was connected to the kitchen –  which in turn, led to a living room.

Back then living rooms were large.  The largest room in the home.  And they were used.  Not just for holidays, but year round.  When company came over.  To sit in after supper.  For privacy when boyfriends came over.  A place to be when listening to or playing music.

My love for music started at a young age.  It was always the backdrop in my home.  My parents had an old, wooden consul stereo that stood in the65magnavox001_zpsc995c740 corner of our dining room.  It looked like a piece of furniture.  Like a dresser, sort of.  The top lifted up and you’d place the album onto a turntable.  The speakers were built into the front of it.

Back then you’d spin vinyl records.  33’s.   They were large.  And thin.  And came in cool looking album covers with a cool picture on the front.  Usually a picture of the artist who had recorded the songs.  Or a band.  Or some creative image relating to the album title.

My parents had loads of these.  I loved those albums.  My sisters and I would flip through them and look at the covers.  Perry Como, Bing Crosby, Dinah Shore, Tommy Dorsey, Peggy Lee, Doris Day.  And of course, Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin.

wcMy mom owned one from Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass.  It had a picture of a girl in a wedding dress made out of whipped cream on the cover. His music was loud and brassy and jazzy.  I Loved it.

Often, after supper, my dad would disappear into the living room to listen to his music.  He especially loved the 40’s pre and post war genre’s.  The haunting melodies telling a tale of someone shipping off to some war and someone being left behind to wait.

He had lots of records.  He saved them all.  In the evenings, you could find him stooping over the vinyls – choosing which to play.  He’d put it on the stereo and his face would light up.  He knew all the words by heart.  And, he’d sing them.  Enthusiastically.  Usually with his hand over his heart.  Putting on a big show for us girls.

on-the-beat-records-london-03During my teens,  my weekends would be filled with trips to the record store.  They were once a semi-hangout for teenagers, a place to escape parents, burn allowances and absorb the latest trends in fashion as well as music.

You’d walk in – loud music playing over the store system.  The end caps smartly displayed the new album releases.  The employees always had the allure of being cool and hip ~ veritable music authority’s on all genre’s of music.

I loved those stores – the scent of plastic wrap & laminated cardboard, the posters hanging from the rafters, the sounds and the people.  I never got tired of the endless browsing.

These days?  If you re lucky enough to find a record store,  know that it is fast becoming a temple of nostalgia for shoppers old enough to remember “Frampton Comes Alive!’’

I love how music can take you back in time instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment.

I have come to believe that there are two kinds of people in this world.  Those who are moved by music ~ and those who are not.  I’m lucky enough to have inherited a great passion for music – probably from my Dad.  Or, maybe I was born with it in my soul.  I tend to bond more closely with friends who also have a passion for music.  There is a truth behind your actions and emotions when surrounded by the music you love.

My dad was moved by music.  I am moved by music.   It is a wonderful and most treasured gift that I will never take for granted.