When our oldest son was born I had this realization. I admit it might sound strange.
But I was thinking a lot about legacy, thinking a lot about what to teach him about. This led to a lot of contemplation about numerous topics. In the end I arrived at the understanding that it was the classic and timeless essentials that I must be sure I don't overlook.
One example of that was music.
After he was born I realized that he stood to inherit a very surface layer at best appreciation for the fine art of music. This settled in on my shoulders like a load of doom.
I knew in those moments that Garth Brooks and Motley Crue do not a life's soundtrack make. I very quickly started absorbing the music that for a long time I had admonished:
- The Beatles (as one example)
This classic music led me slightly closer, but I began to realize that there was much more. I realized that I need to get to the heart of the matter. True substance, timeless classics.
I began to focus on John Coltrane and Miles Davis.
For a long time I thought it was enough to make sure that I had Jazz piping through the house to make sure our children understand the genius of true artistry and craftsmanship.
About this same time I also began to explore the Blues. I took a heavy dose of BB King and Stevie Ray Vaughan. The Thrill is Gone is amazing and it blows me away, but I was having troubles connecting to the Blues in a way that would cause me to reach for it more often than sometimes.
Then I heard this, and well. Let's just say I had a moment of clarity.
The journey continues, the path leads me to growth.
By the way, a tip of my hat to House of Cards. If it weren't for a mention of this song I wouldn't have looked into it further. Thank you Francis Underwood.
Welcome to Big Dogs Little Man, my journey as a new father. The intent of this blog is to share and express what is happening in my family/life. I am honored you would take the time to read this, I hope it is worth your while.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Monday, March 17, 2014
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
On this day I'd like to share a blessing that comes from a very special place.
May there always be work for
your hands to do.
May your purse always hold a
coin or two.
May the sun always shine on
your window pain.
May a rainbow be certain to
follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend
always be near you.
May God fill your lives with
gladness and cheer.
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