THREE FOR THE PRICE OF ONE

ALL THREE TOGETHER - WOWZERS!

Black Sabbath-Deep Purple-Iron Butterfly Live: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NbYFCgK3RvM

Iron Butterfly – 1968 Filmore East, NY: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sDr1JTTxMs

Deep Purple Live 1972: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlRD103SyFw

Listening to music while putting crochet finishing trims on my knitted fingertip towels, I happened to run across this oldie 😉 And, it tripped memories.

As a new Bride, I'd been listening to Deep Purple and iron Butterfly for years ... but I never heard of Black Sabbath, until one morning my friend Kay picked me up for school and it was blaring from her Mustang car stereo: I was hooked. I was an actual hippie, having been raised as one by my beatnik mother – anti-war songs were my mantra; and Black Sabbath songs were definitely anti-war fodder. Later on, I went home with Kay to visit for a while before Bob got home from work, and when she drove me back home – I was packing 2 Black Sabbath LP's, and they were blaring from the home stereo when Bob parked the work crummy

Bob hated Black Sabbath. He liked Iron Butterfly, and he tolerated Deep Purple – but he really h.a.t.e.d. Black Sabbath.

As a typical 17-yo teenager, the first thing I did every morning while getting ready for school, was slip Black Sabbath or Alice Cooper out of their covers and crank the music up LOUD (wall shaking, floor bouncing loud) while I dressed, put mascara on, and packed our lunches. And, Bob being the 24-yo adult he was, let me do it for about a week: then he quietly walked into the livingroom the next Monday morning and ceremoniously turned the stereo off. I paused in wrapping sandwiches, walked across the kitchen and said, "What are you doing Babe, I was listening to that." He walked past me, poured a cup of coffee, and said, "I love you honey, but I don't want to hear that shit before my eyes are fully awake. Actually, I don't want to hear it at all." Bob growled about Alice Cooper, too.

And that was that. No more eye-opening, ear-splitting music to wake ME fully up. Naturally, I pouted while Bob finished his breakfast.

And I listened to Alice Cooper and Black Sabbath after school ... switching them out for Iron Butterfly and Cream - which we both liked, before Bob parked the work crummy, evenings after work 😊

Some people may take offense at what I listen to, and that’s on them.

What I listen to makes me smile because there is a memory tagged to every song. Memories that include Bob will always be entertained by me – and there is no apology hovering on the horizon.