Heather L. Barmore
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    Change In Action at Babble Voices

    Thursday
    Feb122015

    Play it Again

    "My idea is that there is music in the air, music all around us; the world is full of it, and you simply take as much as you require." ~Edward Elgar

    I am a creature of habit. I like my stuff where it is and my routine and knowing what happens next. There is more to this but let’s leave it there for now. Anyway,even my music is repetitive. I listen to the same playlists for each time of the day beginning with a Morning Acoustic mix with my coffee to my Getting Through The Day mix featuring the sultry sounds of Common when I need a pick me up. It was recently noticed that I have something for every move, mood, activity and time of day. Which is true. The closest I have ever been to professing my love for song -especially a good band - is that time I played the clarinet and made first chair and spent the rest of my junior year of high school convinced that I would make it to an orchestra pit on Broadway. It did not happen and no, there is still not time. But I love music. I truly do. Beyond the words it’s the way it makes me feel moved or, at times, lack thereof. Music has been known to make me feel even when I’d rather not. Interestingly enough I’m not a live music person. I go to one live show a year which is a Jazz festival in Saratoga. Last year I made my dad and brothers, reluctantly, dance to Earth, Wind and Fire. Music remains deeply personal and something that I enjoy the experience of by myself. Which is the theme of my life but, again, we can discuss that later.

    I’m normally reluctant to share my musical preferences because sometimes it’s straight up terrible but in this case I will make an exception. These are the songs that are always in my head and often on repeat. These are the songs that make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and sometimes I pretend I’m conducting to Kenny Loggins. We all have our weird things:

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