Recently, my husband, Mike, commented on my ability to recall song lyrics. When we are in the car, I start singing along to any song that comes on the radio. Granted, most of the time it is classic rock, but I also cross into other genres.
I have never received music therapy, but I am a firm believer in the power of music. Having fun and singing in the car is my therapy. The various songs serve as my therapist and the car is my office.
Recalling song lyrics may be enhancing my memory and serving as an unplanned method of treatment in my care plan. At the very least, singing is beneficial for my voice. And if laughter is truly the best medicine, Mike and I get a healthy dose of it when I decide to start belting out a song.
Where do the lyrics come from?
Growing up, the men in my life influenced the music in our house. My dad, Batman (as I call him), always hummed and still does. Now, with his Alzheimer’s disease, we know it’s a good day for Batman if he’s humming.
My brother, Brian, always had the latest and greatest albums. He played them loudly and frequently. Who could imagine those jamming sessions more than 35 years ago would plant the seed for my memory recall now, and that I would also hum like Batman?
Albums and record players are making a comeback
Yes, I said my brother had albums. A few years ago, most people under the age of 40 did not have any interest in retro vinyl. However, vinyl albums and record players are becoming popular again, making them difficult to purchase. We received one as a gift for Christmas. Well, actually, we received a picture of one that’s on back order until July.
Digital music platforms are more convenient, with customized playlists that allow you to listen to your favorite songs. However, vinyl is making a comeback. The younger generations are embracing the retro platform. They are experiencing the feeling you get pulling the album out of the jacket, spinning it around, and hearing the slight crackling of the needle as you discover an unexpectedly great song. The song may not have been a “hit,” but it stayed with you.
And who can forget the albums with holographs on them? They were so cool! Looking back, I distinctly remember the Styx album titled “Paradise Theatre” with a hologram etched on one side. It was a prized possession and never to be touched by me.
Although my recollections are imperfect, and I rarely know the song’s artist or title, they give me a sense of victory — one that is lost when I become anxious at the thought of forgetting where I parked my car. And when I forget the words and start humming, it’s another win. I have another connection with my dad.
We notice the big victories in life, but the little victories have become important to me. Try to find one every day and embrace it. One little victory, as simple as a two-minute morning meditation, can change your entire day.
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