Things I believe: Music unites, music is therapy, and everyone deserves to enjoy the music they love. Even if most of their collection is irreverent pop with lyrics thinner than a two-dollar bill. Not every moment calls for deeper meaning. Sometimes, music is about nothing more than fun. Whether scream singing fifties doo-wop on the subway as a teen, or smoking a joint with a limo driver outside a rock show in my twenties, music punctuates my life. I can’t get enough. And, I don’t care how I consume it—live, vinyl, boom box, cassette, digitally or my all-time favorite media, CDs. Hell, I early adopted a social media profile for the music alone. I also learned to play, another story you’ll read in this book. With nearly every major event in my life, I can name a song to honor time, place, people. Unlike a concert, some peeps stuck for more than one night. They hand-stamped my forever memories by joining in the soundtrack of my existence. I’ve been in mosh pits, backstage, and even been on TV because of a favorite band. I share my heartfelt, debaucherous, and humorous moments with you here. After you read it, let me know one of your musical adventures. But, let’s meet at a show and chat live. Some of this sh*t is NSFW.
Excellent read. If you were born in or know someone born in the 1970s and love music, this is the book for you. Jenn chronicles how music is connected to her life's journey and how hearing certain songs brings her back to memories around those songs.