Good 'old days

My Mom used to tell me that I was born into the wrong generation.

In kindergarten and first grade, I went through a cowgirl phase...complete with a denim skirt. In fourth grade all I wanted to wear was poodle skirts and pig tails. I came back around to western with a long denim skirt of Mom's and plaid in fifth or sixth grade. But when it was time for me to have my own style I picked the timeless style details like the boat neck collars, sundresses, and pinstripes.

Truly, I think that anywhere between 1940 and 1960 is where I would feel right at home.

Today at work I am having one of those moments where it doesn't matter what comes on the radio...I  hate it.  In desperation, I turned to trusty Pandora. Fun....nope, P!nk....nope...classical...nope!  I even tried Vampire Weekend and Neon Trees, which are usually slam dunks to put a smile on my face...nope.

Long story short...Standards was the winner. No idea why that was the button today, but as soon as it came on with Ms. Ella Fitzgerald singing "Summertime" my entire mood changed!  Now I'm calm, relaxed, and I feel right at home.

I'm convinced that standards are the cure for all ills.  It is a genre full of creativity, life and...well...verve! These artists are the real deal!  They are great performers, and intensely skilled in writing as well as executing their particular gift (singing, brass, piano ect.).  Today's popular music just can't hold a candle to the greats like Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday, Dean Martin, Etta James and Nat King Cole.

Now that's not to imply that I don't like, or appreciate, modern popular music - I love Fun. and P!nk, and all the others that I mentioned! But to soothe my restless soul, there is nothing like music from the good old days.

...Nature girl