Music Is My Heart and Soul, More Precious Than Gold...

lily

Coming home from Target trek number 2,000,080 yesterday, I had a musically fufilling conversation. It just happened to be a perfect night for cruising home, windows down, music blasting. As I turned the corner onto my street, (I was listening to some older Blackalicious), some kid (Raul) yelled out to me and asked me who was on my radio. (sidenote- Raul apparently lives down the street from me but happened to be taking his grandma's ancient chihuahua for a walk yesterday evening.) I stopped and told him and he said he had never heard of them before. So we got into a conversation about how radio isn't the same anymore and how they only play 10 songs on a continuous loop. We talked about how conscious hip hop was the way to go and how rock seemed to be having a peak. Before I knew it I had been stopped in the street for twenty minutes talking with this young kid who held music to the highest regard, just like me. As I was getting ready to drive off, I pressed the eject button on my cd player and handed him the Blackalicious cd. He tried to refuse it, but in the end he took it and thanked me. He said "music should be shared- so I'll pass it along." And thats true- cause it wouldn't be any fun if one person kept the music to themselves.