New Happiness (10,000 Maniacs).

H was wearing an old 10,000 Maniacs T-shirt I got from a friend of mine back in highschool (we went to the same concert (Blind Man's Zoo), but she bought a T-shirt too small for her and gave it to me). I bought one as well at the same time and just about wore it to death. I didn't wear the t-shirt from my friend much because it was a little small on me, too, but I didn't want to get rid of it. 20 plus years later and it fits my 13 year old just fine. I realized this morning, that while it is a neat looking t-shirt, in and of itself, I ought to share some of the music it represents with my kiddo if she is going to be wearing it. Thus, I searched on YouTube and easily found videos. I wanted to listen to "What's the Matter here", but didn't remember the name right. However, one of the hits for my search was the entire "In my Tribe" album.

It's amazing how calming it is for me, hearing this music right now. This has been a busy, stressful couple of weeks, so calming is very welcome indeed.

ETA: H doesn't much like the music I've played for her so far. She says she can't understand the words. Strange, since I can understand the words, and usually I can't hear too well these days. It must be memories from my teen years filling in the gaps.

Fast Forward to College (Men Without Hats)

Some friends introduced me to Men Without Hats in my first or second semester of college. These same guys liked punk and metal, but this band had more staying power with me. I can't believe it's been so bloody long since I thought much about listening to them. After finding, on YouTube, just about every album of 10,000 Maniacs I could think of (though the one in my previous post is the only one that really brought back the happy fuzzy feelings of something long forgotten that I used to love), I decided to branch out to other bands from long ago.

I've been pretty much a country and filk only gal since my eldest was born, so my exploration of old rock bands may be giving her a little bit of cognitive dissonance. After listening to one of the aforementioned 10,000 Maniacs songs, H gave me a funny look and said she didn't think that was the kind of music I liked.