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The Big E – Empty Chairs at Empty Tables

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208 – May, 2020

By Elaine Lessig

Perhaps you have noticed. I have a head full of tasty morsels which pop into my brain at both the most opportune and inopportune times. Historical facts, old addresses, names of childhood friends, lyrics from poems, quotes from famous people, songs, songs, and, frequently, lots of songs come to the forefront at the most unexpected moments. I can be ringside, sitting next to a favorite judge friend of mine while the groups are being judged. Out of nowhere, a random thought spurs the words from a Broadway tune. I start singing. Without missing a beat, he joins in with his robust baritone, full of delight. One song leads to another. It would be rare for one of us to miss a word.

Not very long ago, after listening to the song, “You Get What You Give”, I realized something very prophetic. There were some specific words from that song which were meant for me: “You’ve got the music in you.” Well, I have to admit it. I do. That music IS in me!

Music often takes me where I need to go, even if I have no idea that I should be going there. All you have to do is play any of the songs the Bee Gees recorded for the film Saturday Night Fever. Suddenly my head, body, and feet cannot stop moving, even if I am waiting at a red light, doing cardio at my workout class, or in my kitchen with the dogs. The rhythm and footwork that goes with those particular disco songs entirely takes over. I am enslaved. I have no choice. I have the music in me.

Once upon a time, we listened to music on airplanes from a selection of available tracks through our headsets. I had my favorite. While waiting, strapped in my seat for our turn to take off, nothing made me happier than listening to the soulful sound and exotic beats of Adele. As the engine roared, the wheels left the ground, and we soared into the sky, it was Adele who sent me on my way. When we began to bring our own personal listening devices aboard, loaded with the music we chose to hear, Adele’s music was first on my list. She still is. I have her music in me, too.

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208 – May, 2020

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