Music Nights

"Everyone needs something to believe in..." ~ Kansas

Lately, I have taken to spontaneous "music nights" - and not typically Classical.  These nights are direct reminders of what it was like to live in the past.  And I mean this quite literally.  What I remember of the early 70's into the 80's is a living memory, occupied by music.

So occasionally I may share one of the songs.  I actually did this one summer some years ago in this blog, and I suppose a few of these may be repeated.  But that's exactly what it was like.  Repetition was a part of it.  Some songs would repeat on the radio, perhaps as much as hourly.  But what I'm really thinking about right now are those hidden songs on a record album you discovered yourself.  They never showed up on the radio, but it didn't really matter.  You couldn't stop listening.

The group Kansas, particularly in its earlier days, was a part of my Spiritual journey.  I was called to Kansas because it called to me.  It challenged me to go below the surface.  

I loved this song as the 70's transitioned into the 80's.  I still occasionally listen to it today.  It called to me as a writer, and as an explorer.