PRISONER EXPRESS

And yes music is the Essay topic for the month of December, and I think music is a great subject to write about, because real music touches the soul. And as a kid all the way up until now, I have always had a great love for music. When I was a very young kid growing up, I fell in love with listening to oldie goldie music and love songs. My mother is the one who molded me into having this kind of love for music, especially oldie goldie music. Because my mother had all the oldie soul music you would ever want to hear, I'm talking about the kind of music that would bring tears to your eyes. And when I speak of growing up it is the mid to late 70's. And the early 1980's when music was music, without all the modern day technology. My mother Marilyn, who was a music lover who kept the trunk of her car full of eight track tapes with all the up to date oldie goldie music on them such as Al Green, Lay your Head on my Pillow, the O-Jays your Body here with me but your mind is on the other side of Town, Lou Rawles you gonna miss my loving, T.P. with Harry Melvin and the Blue Notes the World Ain't getting no better, We got to Change the World, Just you and me, The Starlistic you my Everything my Everything is you. The Jackson Five ABC, Earth Wind and Fire, Reason. The Delfonics: Then I blow your mind this time...and so much more. And these eight track tapes that I am speaking of are just the music my mother played while riding around Tampa in her car. This is not to speak of all the music she played in her house that gave the whole house some Soul Control. And at the young and tender age I was I did not have the full understanding as to what Soul music was. But when I grew a little older I had come to learn why they called oldie goldie songs Soul Music. When hearing and listening to this old time music you could feel where these singers are coming from right in the gut of your soul. The music has so much meaning to it. And there were days when me and my little brother, Sedrick, would come home from school and my mother would still be at work, and didn't go anywhere near the T.V., but straight for the stereo. We sat in the front living room, and the stereo was surrounded with small 45 Records and albums of some of the best soul singers during that time and I would pick out whatever songs I wanted to hear and the house would light up with music. The more I listened to this music the more I loved my mother, because the same kind of music that made me happy also made her happy. This Soul music became a big part of both our lives. And right now when I have the chance to listen to some oldie goldie music it touches me like nothing else, and brings back some of the best memories of my life when I was growing up with my mother.