I'm not ashamed to say I love 80's music. I was such a fanatic musician back then, if my boys could have met me back then, they'd be wowed! I was in two bands as a teenager, I was 17 and I rocked. I'll never forget the one and only time I got my parents to show up at the bar where I was performing, that night a fight broke out and a woman pulled out a knife(I was up on stage singing my heart out!) After the cops removed the women who were fighting, I didn't even realize anything had happened! I come down off the stage to go to Momma and Daddy, OMGosh, the look on their faces: Donna Mae, you need to come home right now, it's not safe, you will get killed! I had to fight to stay the night. My friend Morgan the drummer promised that he'd see me home safe. That was my first band. Momma hated it!
I wished I had followed my dreams instead of letting my parents plant fear in me. I try so hard not to be condemning or hold my kids back. I just wished they could have seen their Momma back then.
My first concert was Kiss, you should have seen the horror in my parents faces when I was really following rock. Devil music! (Wrong Momma!) I wanted to go to New York so bad, I could taste it. Momma encouraged me to give it some time at home, get a job to save some money, yada yada, then I met Johnny. I was 19 and that was it, I was sunk, in love, dream vanished. I don't regret it, but I often wonder what or how my life would be if I continued to sing. I was in 3rd grade when I first sang in front of my school auditorium. My principal took me around to all the classrooms to sing. I still sing, but not often, I think it's time to start back. It's been missing me.
Jacob laughed when he heard me playing some of my music, so that's how tonights post came to life. I'm hoping everyone enjoys the few songs I've picked out. I used to be able to belt out Sweet Dreams with no problem. I love that song!