Music is a big part of life here at Becky Moore central. At any point during the day, it’s playing somewhere. I typically keep WCPE 88.9 FM playing during the day (it’s our local classical station that streams worldwide). While we’re cooking dinner we listen to our Red Hot Chili Peppers or California Soul stations on Pandora. And at night we like to listen to our Pink Martini Pandora mix. But on Fridays, I jam out to Michael Jackson.
This morning I was sorting through a stack of CDs, looking for our copy of The Iron Giant … we’re watching it outside tonight, under the stars, and having pizza. 🙂 In the mass of discs, I found the missing Disc Two from my Kiss Box Set. And ohmigod, I’m so happy! God of Thunder! Beth! Christine Sixteen! Hard Luck Woman!
But as I listened to Calling Dr. Love, it occurred to me that my other favorite doctor is Dr. Everything’ll Be Alright. He’s Prince’s doctor, too. And I had to listen to a little Prince and Let’s Go Crazy … and then Raspberry Beret. And now my concentration’s all shot.
My husband would choose Prince, of course, which has always cracked me up. He’s a lifelong classical afficianado, having played first chair to Nicholas Kitchen during his Duke String School days. But in the midst of all his violin’ing, he’s the only person I’ve met to see the Prince and the Revelation’s Purple Rain tour. With Sheila E. and Morris Day and The Time. Bastard.