It is a rainy, cold day here in mid-October. A perfect day to stay indoors, listen to old music, and write in the blog. (which is obviously something I haven't done recently).
I finally got my tape deck working, and I've been listening to some old recordings from the late 80's and early 90's. One is a sing-along among members of one of my graduate school classes. There was this class we had to take the first semester called 'Formations', and we got pretty tight as a group. It's fun listening to us laugh, tell jokes, and sing along with several guitars. It reminds me of a 'good' time in my life. . .difficult, but fun. I was working three part-time jobs and going to school full-time. So were pretty much all my classmates. How we ever did it is beyond me. Yet to listen to the tape is to remember the good times.
Another recording was made at Christmas in 1992. My then girlfriend had flown to my hometown. . .meeting my family for the first time. I remember picking her up at the airport and driving around for about an hour (at her request), because she was so nervous. Anyway, all of the women living in Mom's house joined our family for another one of those sing-alongs. We had guitars, keyboard, and a hammer dulcimer. We actually sounded pretty good.
I could go on. There are loads of old cassettes gathering dust in my collection. . .each one with a story to tell. . .representative of old memories in my head that have also been gathering dust. It's nice to shake loose the dust from time to time.
Still raining. . .sleepy cat in my lap. . .irish music playing on the tape deck.

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