Our strongest memories come from smelling and hearing.
Just like when you smell something (such as a perfume) it will remind you of a particular time or person in your life, it's the same when you hear a piece of music.
You are instantly transported in a time capsule, where the memory is so clear and sharp, it’s almost as though you are back there; living it again.
And isn't it funny how "back there" you never really appreciated the music until you hear it again, and think, "Damn...that was some fabulous music!"
For the past month and a half, I’ve been going though boxes of old family photos and experiencing such warm memories of my mother and father.
Now that my parents are gone (my birth mother, father, and stepmother), it’s been a rather sentimental period in my life, looking back on the wonderful childhood I had through photographs; remembering how blessed I was to have had THREE awesome parents.
My father was such a lover of music. I remember hearing him either whistling or singing a tune when he was in the shower. He always said that he wished he had been graced with an exceptional voice because he would have loved to been a professional singer.
I can vividly remember hearing the voices of Nat King Cole, Frank Sinatra, Patsy Cline, and Bobby Darin playing on the console stereo we had in our living room. Back then we only had LP's and 45's. Could you just DIE!?!?
|This is exactly what our console stereo looked like when I was a kid|
Over the weekend I spent some time on You Tube, listening to Bobby Darin sing some of my father’s favorites. One of which was, “Mack The Knife.”
I don’t know whether you know this, but the song Mack The Knife was originally created for the 1928 musical, The Three Penny Opera. However, Bobby Darin made it more mainstream and popular in 1959. Many other vocal artists have recorded it, but Bobby’s rendition will always be my favorite.
Listening to Mack The Knife brought back such feeling memories of my father. So I decided to create a short video, by using the song as a backdrop to share some old photographs of my father AND Bobby Darin.
And I have to tell you, making this video was VERY challenging because I had to splice the music to fit the number of photographs I had. And I also wanted to shorten the song or the video would have been over a minute longer – so you will hear a jump in the music. As much as I tried, I couldn't get it to splice smoothly with the movie software I have.
But the frustration was worth it because after I finally finished, I smiled…remembering my father.
So please enjoy this tribute to two awesome men who have touched my life.
My Dad and Bobby Darin.
I love ya, Dad!
And thanks for the memories, Bobby!