One of my resolutions this year is to include more music in my life. To sing, to dance, to listen. I have been turning on the radio every day while I exercise or clean. Or I go to blip.fm if I’m in the mood to make my own playlist or listen to something specific while I’m at the computer. Or I visit Radio WTH for a dose of “Just Damn Good Music.”
Today as I was dusting (somebody’s gotta do it) it occurred to me that M and I have a mighty fine music collection of our own that I could be listening to. While we do have plenty of vinyl (and a turntable to play it on), I decided to start with the CD’s. I realize CD’s seem to be almost as obsolete as vinyl now that most people have some version of an MP3 player, but our CD collection is fairly up-to-date within our range of likes. However, being a pretty extensive hodgepodge of music, pulling one at random meant a blast from the past.
It’s been a long time since I last listened to Pat Metheny. The music took me back to our time in Chicago and a summer night lying on the grass listening to Pat Metheny at an outdoor venue (the name of which escapes me at the moment and I’m too lazy to look it up). I was not too lazy to wander over to his website, though, and spend a little time listening to Pat Metheny radio. Head on over (click here) and check it out.
M and I went to Quail Hollow State Park yesterday for an hour of cross-country skiing. The trails were a little slick. Not really icy, but with hikers having packed down the snow by walking all over the ski tracks, our skis would slide all over the place in spots. Most spots. It wasn’t comfortable skiing, especially when the legs slide in different directions.
We haven’t seen the sun since the weekend. It has been dark gray and gloomy. The snow had taken on some of the grayness but we’re getting a fresh coating today which has brightened it up.
I’m heading out in a few minutes to do some skiing around Breezy Acres. I need the practice, and that will help me meet my outdoor commitment for today. Even when it’s gray and gloomy, I gotta get out there.