WILT: "Let Her Dance" Bobby Fuller Four

January 2, 2019

I am one of those annoying people who claims to enjoy every genre of music. I maintain that to be true, but I'll admit that songs in some styles of music do tend to bleed together for me and become hard to distinguish or recall by name. I mean, that's probably the case with everyone, but for some reason as a musician that can feel hard to admit. We've all had those moments, right? Someone brings up a song, movie, book, or whatever else, that you either can't remember or have never heard of in the first place, but you nervously laugh and nod along as if you have? I'm trying to get better at not doing that, cause I'm not sure what the point is. It's a compulsion to save face, which is not a good reason to do anything. 


I tend to do this in particular when it comes to older music, because again as a musician I feel some sort of obligation and guilt for not giving certain artists due reverence. But then again... maybe not all old music is good, and if it doesn't stay in my mind, it may simply be that it doesn't resonate with me and that's okay. When I forget to remember that (yeah... I know...) I will actually make myself listen to music I don't like because I've convinced myself I'm supposed to. 



I've been practicing this active, conscious honesty for a couple of months now, and it doesn't always prevail, but when it does it always proves to be worth it. Yesterday I was compelled to alphabetize my records, and in doing so discovered "The Best of the Bobby Fuller Four" among the (immense) collection my dad gave to me. My first immediate thought was an excited Is "Let Her Dance" on here?! and I flipped it over to see that it was. I put it on without a second thought... Without a second thought being the reason this is momentous enough to me to warrant blogging about it.


See, I've been floundering in uncertainty lately(/for the last ten years). So pervasive is it that even when alone I become rendered catatonic by the weight of choice. Any choice. All the choices. It's hard to explain... but it's almost like I am suspicious of my own motivations... so when I'm able to make a decision, even a seemingly small one, and follow it through without any fear of ulterior motive, it strangely is worth blogging about.


Also, it's January. We gotta talk about this stuff so we don't kill ourselves!


Enjoy a song that I like because I like it, not because I think it makes me seem cool.


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