MUSIC, the universal string that tied us together in the ’70s, bestowed treasured memories upon us. Yes, we share common melodies; music particular and familiar to us in the “Age of Aquarius”.
Our memories and melodies entwine, as old vine and time entwine.
Years before the digital revolution, long before the Betamax, VHS, Laser Disc, VCD, DVD, MP3, iPod and Blue Ray, we enjoyed our music thru (the now jurassic) 45/33rpm-vinyl-records and the reliable-good-old-stereo-turntable. We never bothered about the imperfections of analog recordings then. For who cared about digital technology at that time…
Our dimly lit home parties then were the predecessors of the disco houses which revolutionized the “jam sessions” of the ’60s Beatles era.
Remember the teenage trysts (we call “ty-pars”) then, somewhere…
… or elsewhere…?
…When we took advantage of the Martial Law curfew to dance the night out (stay-in), lest we cut grasses at the military stockade…
…When we were lost with our partners in intimate soft whispers amidst the slow and flowing rhythm of sweet music, locked in warm embrace, dancing and wishing the music would never end…
Our P5.00 contribution then easily empowered us to mount a party, planned only within a day or two. A small amount in return for simple pleasures we truly enjoyed at the time when we were shedding-off our innocence; when we were beginning to fall in love…
Today, we talk about reunions; between qualms and quandaries, an insipid task sans our naive teenage audacity and archaic passion.
Nevertheless, I think the changing times never diminished our inherent love for music.
We may have transcended our teenage passions and cast away our primal whims in the process of mellowing with age.
We may have even lost track of artists we idolized in those days; may have forgotten titles and lyrics of their songs due to memory lapses.
We may have elevated our taste, became more discerning today of music output quality as we now possess the latest AV gadgets, relatively state-of-the-art.
We may have preserved our music (our old favorites), in various e-formats for sentimental reasons (or posterity).
We may have expanded our music & video collections and updated our music libraries with the latest genre of music, with contemporary breed of composers and artists of our preference.
We may have scoffed at our sons and daughters (and grandchildren) today, lamenting how their music annoy or stress us; comparing ours-then with theirs-now.
We may have been too engrossed in the daily grind; have relegated music to the backseat of our consciousness as we perfunctorily move about our pressing chores and importunate routines.
And yet, whenever we hear familiar tunes and mellowed melodies, we are reminded of our days of youth, as memories flashback from the crevices of our subconscious.
Let the universal string of Music unite us always.