Stardust

I believe we all have a soundtrack. An unheard musical background, following us through our lives. Sometimes the music is subtle, making the mundane moments a little less mundane. Other times, it is epic. Think of your favorite movie moments. Often those scenes are paired with a song that is just as integral to the moment as the actors and the dialogue. Then there are those times when silence is even more powerful than a song could be. Life is like that, whether you know it or not. It's there, and if you listen, you'll hear it. Those moments when a song makes your heart stop, your breathe catch, those are serendipitous moments when the unheard soundtrack and the music you hear align. Other times, a song may bring you back to a moment, bring back a feeling or a memory. You may have never heard that song before, can't really place it, but it triggers something. Musicians have a heightened sense, of not only their soundtrack, but the soundtrack of others. They create music for their memories, my memories, your memories. Past, present, and future.

My soundtrack? I don't know much. You can't really. I do know a few things. Nick Drake for the romantic moments. Michael Buble lends a little bit of cheese. Patsy Cline for the ironic times. Sufjan Stevens for the road trips. The Beatles for the adventures. Gregory Page for the tears. Muse for the high speed car chases. Jimmy Durante, Louis Armstrong, and Nat King Cole when I'm feeling sentimental. Ray LaMontagne just because I love him. And of course, the instrumentals. A heavenly blend of all my favorites, Yann Tiersen, George Winston, John Williams, Jan A.P. Kaczmarek, maybe a little Theodore Shapiro thrown in the mix. And others. Any melody that tugs on my heart strings, it's in there.