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The List of My 10 Best Mood Music Songs
WRITER'S NOTE (this hub is dedicated to Tammyswallow, a dear friend, and talented hub writer. She was the "pioneer," in publishing song lists in HubPages, and I want her to have the proper recognition that she deserves. Sincerely, Kenneth).
If you survived the 80's, then you surely remember that wacky contraption called a "mood ring," that told you every mood you were in at each moment of the day. What a fun way to feel good about yourself.
I didn't get to own a "mood ring," for I was always having to buy glitzy things like groceries, clothes, and pay the utility bills. And as for being a "fad addict," I mean, if you have to resort to this cheesy tactic, letting a lifeless object dictate your mood, then you need some "real" human friends who "do" care for you, or stop being "suckered-in" by things like mood rings and pet rocks as fast as you can. Or both.
Can't elaborate on why certain songs match our every mood. I am not a college grad nor do I have a Ph.d in Sociology, the Study of Musical Tones and Their Affects," but man, I bet those guys and girls who "are" in this line of work, make the dough, right? And we all know now the mood that these sociologists are in: Happy. Gloriously-happy. Beside themselves with glee. At the huge bank accounts they have. Am I right or am I right?
Right now, I want to share with you, a short-list of songs that I've come to realize fits every mood that I am in at that time. See if you recognize any of these classic tunes.
WHEN I STOP TO THINK OF MY LIFE AND THE THINGS THAT I DIDN'T GET TO ACCOMPLISH, THE PEOPLE I LOST, AND HOW MY LIFE SOMETIMES FEELS EMPTY
I click-on "Yesterday," by The Beatles. What a soothing, therapeutical song written by two "master lyricists, John Lennon and Paul McCartney that can always cheer me up and cause me to see the good things and good people I have been given in 58 years of living. And that includes all of my Followers on HubPages.
THEN SOMETIMES THE MOOD I GET IN IS SOMEWHAT INDEPENDENT, AND BORDERING ON REBELLIOUS. IT'S EASY TO GET IN THIS STERN MOOD WHEN YOU HAVE TO JUSTIFY YOUR EVERY MOVE AND DECISION TO THOSE AROUND YOU
so I just sneak away to my computer workroom and find this great classic by New Jersey's own, John Von Jovi, and after I play it a few hundred times, I am back to being Kenneth Avery, civil American citizen.
MOST OF THE TIME I AM IN A GOOD MOOD, EVEN WITH MY PHYSICAL AILMENTS. WHEN I GET IN THIS LIGHT-HEARTED FRAME OF MIND
I am prone to look up Glenn Miller and his orchestra doing Benny Goodman's version of the American standard, "In The Mood," meaning that for that time frame, I am not allowing my of life's stressful situations get to me. FYI, I do not play a trombone.
DO I EVER GET IN A LONESOME MOOD? ARE THERE FOUR PRESIDENT'S FACES ON MOUNT RUSHMORE?
Sure I get lonesome. Just like you. I am not Clark Kent a/k/a Superman. I have feelings like everyone else. I get to missing my friends from high school, the people I used to work with and my mom and dad who have already departed this life for heaven. Hank Williams, Sr., and I might have been big friends, for he thinks like I do. Intensely-painful in thought. Sometimes.
THEN JUST AS SURE AS THE SHOWERS THAT ARRIVE IN APRIL, MY MOOD (THANK GOD) CHANGES TO HAPPY
and there isn't one entertainer alive or deceased, that can make my old bones get in the mood to "cut a rug," like "The king," Elvis Presley. I am thankful to just be one of the millions of faceless people who followed his career, watched his movies and tried singing his songs in the shower. Next month is Elvis' birthday. Happy birthday, buddy.
WHILE I AM AT HOME ALONE, EXCEPT FOR FESTUS, MY CAT, I FIND MYSELF RELIVING MY TEEN YEARS THAT WERE MADE
so much happier and entertaining by the presence of my dogs, "Tramp," "Sandy," "Buddy," "Button," and "Pappy," who stood by me through all kind of stress, defeat, and heartache. Never let it be said from me or some other passenger of life that animals do not have a place in the world. If that be true, then why did God make them first, instead of us?
MANY TIMES I WILL ALLOW MYSELF TO BE IN A SELFISH MOOD AND COUNT UP ALL OF THE GIRLS THAT I LOST DUE TO THEIR LYING, SCHEMING WAYS OF USING ME FOR MONEY, MY CAR AND THE THRILL OF HURTING ANOTHER PERSON
and when that mood hits, and it hits often, I dig up Dave Edmonds, "I Hear You Knockin'," and I instantly feel vindicated of all the awful treatment that I received in my younger years trying to please whatever girl would give me a second look.
THEN THERE ARE THOSE TIMES WHEN THE MOOD HITS ME THAT PUTS ME INTO A "JUST DON'T CARE" MOOD. HONEST.
while I am in this mood, I don't care about national politics, taxes, war, prestige, self-promotion, or even not fulfilling my dream in high school of being a late-night disk jokey on an all-rock FM station. Harry Nilsson's, "Lime and The Coconut," song makes me feel this way. I don't recommend that you listen to it that often, or you might get a permanent case of the "don't care's."
WHEN I AM IN A RESPECTFUL MOOD, THINKING OF MY LATE DAD, AN EXCELLENT FIDDLE AND GUITARIST, AND MY FATHER-IN-LAW, ALSO AN ACCOMPLISHED BLUEGRASS MUSICIAN
I love to sit and listen to "the man," Mac Wiseman, who "I" refer to as the "master" storyteller-in-song. Wiseman's rich voice and sharp guitar licks makes me puff-up with pride at me just knowing my dad and my father-in-law in this life.
THEN AS DAYLIGHT FADES FROM ANOTHER DAY AND DAYLIGHT'S PARTNER, DARKNESS, CLOCKS-IN FOR HIS SHIFT, I LOOK BACK OVER THE YEARS FROM TODDLER TO TEEN TO MANHOOD
and the only song that really makes any sense at that moment is Mar Hopkins', "Those Were The Days."
And friends, they were. They certainly were.