All fingers and thumbs

I secretly had a crush on the lead singer of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Great voice, great body.

Music is not a big deal in my life. So, when a song is still somewhere in the back of my mind it means something. I love this song. It reminds me of my past when I was younger when Life was busy but pleasant.

Just a little nothing in music, but it kept me humming all day when I heard it on the radio. Sometimes it’s just fun to sing along with a song like this.

In my younger years, I was a huge fan of Joe Jackson. I bought all his LPs and listen to all of his music. I saw him once in Amsterdam on stage. A great evening. I cherish the memory.

Etheridge was one of the great singer/songwriters I saw in real life when she was on tour in Europe. A great event, a big stage with a table and a chair and Melissa Etheridge with her guitar. A great evening with friends.

I remember sitting on a rock in Greece near the sea listening tot his song. It was enchanting. So beautiful. And every time I hear this sound I am back in Greece. It’s been a while since I was on holiday somewhere on the Greek islands. I am planning to visit again in the near future.

What a voice!! Just listen!! I just want to emerge myself into this voice and enjoy it through and through.

Clasical music is one of my great loves. Especially Bach. A lovely piece, a great voice, a classic!

One of the singles I bought in my youth and danced on. I had not heard this in ages. It was fun to get reacquainted again.

Every time I listen to the Talking Heads it’s down to Memory Lane. I loved those guys especially the lead singer and guitar player David Byrne. It was the time of festivals and demonstrations against the nuclear bomb, apartheid, and injustice. I was very active in those days.

When I was 15 I was a huge fan of Stevie Wonder. I remember that I always went to the store to buy a single or an LP of Stevie. Not only did I liked his music, I secretly had a crush on the salesman in the music store who sold me the music. He was a huge fan too and could tell me everything about Stevie Wonder. Fun times.

I flirted with Punk back then. You always could dance on music by Madness. It was another era. I was very much British oriented in those days.

In my early twenties, I was living together for a few years with my best friend’s brother. We owned this album Rumours from Fleetwood Mac and loved this song in particular. It was the time of road trips to Great Britain, former Yugoslavia, and Greece. Young and happy times!

I am very much in love with Fado from Portugal. This song is so beautiful, full of melancholy and love. Branco is one of my favorite singers.

An oldie, but a great one. Back in the days, it was a great hit and I rediscovered it again. It brings back memories of when I was young busy working, studying and traveling.

I know I was shocked when he died in 2016. Cohen was a great singer/songwriter and a real poet. His lyrics, as well as his voice, were legendary. I always take time to listen to his music, it’s that awesome!

Spring 2019. Eurovision Song Contest. A big deal in Europe, Russia, and Israel. This Norwegian song was the best in my opinion and for a lot of others although my country The Netherlands won. But the Norwegians were a hit with that special sound of Fred Buljo (the bold singer). He sang in a special language which was an instant hit. I loved this song very much, it kept me mesmerized for weeks. Since then I try to follow him on FaceBook every time he has a new song.

He died of cancer in 2016. I thought about him a great deal this past year. His music, his lyrics, his presence and the way he stood out in the crowd. A great musician.

I have seen B.B. King live in the Netherlands in North Sea Jazz festival in Rotterdam. It was 1985 I think. It was with my then-new love Ron. King was larger than life, with his voice, his body, his music. So enormous and engaging. I love his music and the memory of a great time.

Late at night, coffee and a cigarette feeling blue. The perfect atmosphere to listen to Chet who jumped off a window in an Amsterdam hotel in 1988.