Grown-up music
My music tastes have definitely mellowed as a grown-up. That's a good thing, I think. More beauty. Less pop and shock value.
This song has particularly stood out as a favorite, these days.
Harry Connick is quite the catch. Beautiful voice, rich, and not bad on the eyes for the ladies. And he makes music that touches the soul.
I don't always want to listen to grown-up music. But I do prefer it, more and more, these days. Lots of jazz in my musical interests, these days. Anything beautiful and classic.
And anything that reminds me of nice things in life when I'm being treated shitty all day.
Love is my favorite, I must admit.
What we need in the world is more of it, not less, even as we romanticize otherwise.
Be nice if people finally grew up and took it seriously.
As another jazz great, Louis Armstrong, once said:
"Love baby, love. That's the secret, yeah. If lots more of us loved each other, we'd solve lots more problems. And then this world would be better. That's wha' ol' Pops keeps saying."
It's really not more immensely complicated than all that. And, in the meantime, I wouldn't settle for any other kind of life.
So sad that so many people choose otherwise.
