No Static at All

Music is such a moving form of entertainment.  It can pick you up and it can bring you down.  Make you feel happy, sad, sexy, or bad.  There's music to cry to and music to laugh to and there is music that takes you back to a kinder gentler time; maybe your first kiss, or the first time you held your son or daughter.  Sometimes our experiences mark our music and other times the music marks our experiences.

I had a bright red transistor radio as a young boy and recall my joy when I got it for Christmas I believe.  It was only about as big as my hand and had a little on/off wheel on one side and the control wheel for the stations was on the opposite side.  It was AM only and the reception was just OK as long as there were no clouds, no tall buildings, and you had your head tilted at the right angle.  The batteries didn't last too long, they could not be recharged and to change them you had to take it apart with a screwdriver.

Some of the popular songs then were,  The Twist, Alley Oop, Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie, and Save the Last Dance for Me.  Then later there was I Got You Babe, Mr. Tambourine Man, Wooly Bully, and who could forget Mrs. Brown You've Got a Lovely Daughter?  Listened to them all with the transistor radio to your ear.  By the mid 60's I was just getting ready to go into high school, Mom and Dad had just sold the farm and were preparing to move to a small town and enroll me in a new school.  Old friends left behind and new ones to be made, and music became an even more important part of my life then as well...but that's a story better left for another day.

Made it through those years of now antique radios, but often reflect back when I jump in my car, flip on my XM radio, and drive all day with the same station, no commercials and "no static at all."