Monday, February 27, 2012

Music.


If you ask Sheldon, he'll tell you that music is everything to him.

It's what he turns to when he needs to chill, when he needs to celebrate, when he needs to study, when he needs to sleep, when he needs to walk, when he needs to be alone, when he needs to drive in a car with his friends, when he needs to watch TV.  (Yes, that last one is true.  I've found him watching a movie on our small DVD player while plugged into two sets of ear buds - the one in his left playing the movie and the one in his right playing music.)

No surprise then, that his first paying job has been at the arena every Friday night working the music for our Junior C hockey team.  And if there is anything I can tell you about small towns it's that they love their hockey.  So the music?  It's a pretty important job.

At home, during the non-hockey hours of the week, he can sometimes be heard belting out 70's and 80's tunes.

How many of your 14-year olds are singing Cold As IceThe Boys are Back in TownEye of the Tiger? And when's the last time you heard 'Smokin' in the Boy's Room'?  A little Twisted Sister, a little Loverboy, a little Boston.

Quite the walk down memory lane, this job is gave us.  I'm sorry that the season is over so soon.






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