I have a playlist titled “HALP.” I’d imagine most people who make playlists have something similar. Sometimes, though, I don’t go to that list. The other night, for instance, when I was feeling down, I turned to Barry Manilow. Other nights I’ve turned to ABBA, or all the “depressing” country music of my childhood. You know the stuff. John Denver’s “Country Roads” when I’m far, FAR from home. Barbara Mandrell’s “Sleeping Single in a Double Bed.” And how about Gordon Lightfoot’s “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”?
Doesn’t get more depressing than that, does it?
I don’t know how “A Thousand Miles from Nowhere” makes me feel better, but it does.
Work is pretty exhausting right now. As we gear up to start another school year, I’m tired. I need music that doesn’t take any effort. So I turn to YouTube and my playlists, and I grumble when I can hear the child singing along with her music from two rooms away.
But this makes it better. 😉
Hugs and know what you mean.
…oh, god…
my mother listened to Barry religiously…
*curls up in a little ball*
So did mine! *cuddles little ball*