That’s the devil’s music!

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One of my favorite music genres is heavy metal, and last night I got to see one of my all-time faves, Judas Priest. They, by their own admission, are not spring chickens anymore, but they KILLED IT. Rob Halford, the singer, has one of the most distinctive and powerful voices in all of music, and he sounded like he was 30 years younger. It was an incredible show.
Each generation has the music that will derail the youth, and for me it was heavy metal. My brother played guitar in a heavy metal band and my mom would take me to bars to see him when I was thirteen (no alcohol was involved). I developed a love of the music for the musicianship and incredible lyrics, some of which I can remember today even though I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday. I went to concerts, bought the albums and cassettes (remember those?), and generally lived for that music. So how did I turn out?
I was named “Class Partier” my senior year (well earned, but that is for another blog), and I was the salutatorian of my class. I applied to one college—University of Wisconsin Madison—and was accepted. I graduated from college in four years, and went on to work in the banking and finance field, which I am still a part of. In all my roles at various companies I excelled and was promoted. So that “devil music” didn’t have too much of an effect on me in the formative years. Or DID it?
My brother and I have bonded over music for over 30 years. We love to drag out the old stuff when we are together and reminisce. I met one of my best friends, G, through our love of heavy metal music. We went to high school together but didn’t really know each other. Then we worked together in the hardware department of Sears for several years (those escapades are DEFINITELY for a different blog), and developed a fast friendship that involved a lot of weekends watching local bands play the heavy metal hits. We moved to Cincinnati together, were roommates, and are still the best of friends after almost 25 years. Heavy metal is still the music that motivates me the most at the gym, and when one of the hits come on I work that much harder.
My love for music extends beyond heavy metal, mostly classic rock and 70’s soft rock (somewhat embarrassing, but I think it has something to do with growing up in the 70’s). But as I embarked on my spiritual journey, I rediscovered instrumental music, especially acoustic guitar which is wonderful when practicing Reiki. I changed my mind on Pink Floyd, and have found great joy in meditating to their music, and am especially fond of David Gilmour’s solo work. While I still have a space in my heart for heavy metal, I am excited about expanding my musical appreciation.
If your friends or children like a type of music you find abhorrent, just remember that they may be making memories. You don’t have to like it, but it is the soundtrack of their lives. If you don’t want to listen to it, be like me and just pop your cassette in your Walkman and listen to your own soundtrack. Rock on!

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