I'm having a feeling that this week's posts are going to be musically based. Not sure why, except perhaps for the fact that Devin just had NYSSMA, and Gwynn has her first musical performance this Friday. Regardless, I have been immersed in my iTunes habit again...cheaper than therapy I say.

My family doesn't quite "get" my 70's singer songwriter thing. Of course the music I tend towards when hitting this particular genre of my addiction, does tend to be a little brooding and introspective so I suppose it does translate better to my earbuds than the household speaker system. As for the women at least, I have a small collection of Carol King, Carly Simon, Joni Mitchell, and, one of my real favorites, but a little less well known, perhaps, Judy Collins. This one I will blame on Mom. My mom had a few Judy Collins records, the rarities in her record collection as most of her albums were classical, but Judy walks that fine line a little more than most. Oh, her voice...so crystaline is the best word I can think of to describe.

The album" Judith" was one I loved as a highschool "drama rama," trying so hard to stand out and be unique if only through some different music choices and, always, funky silver jewelry. I remember making a mixed tape of songs off of that album, and "Wildflower" as well, and playing them, nightly, on my way to musical rehearsals my senior year. It was "Camelot" that year, and I, Morgan LeFay, listened to "Send in the Clowns" each and every night of run through/performance week, as I drove my little powder blue VW Rabbit to the stage.

I broke up with a boyfriend and referenced him to the song "The Moon's a Harsh Mistress" the next year, at the age of 19! HA!

I played "Born to the Breed" while pregnant with my son.

Those were real life moments that I had all but forgotten and here they are, resurfacing, as my fingers rattle the keys with Judy playing in my ears again. There is SUCH power in music.