Soundtracks For Living

Our drive from Brookings to home on Monday was pretty uneventful, although long. The weather was good, and we had MPR Classical to listen to as we traveled.

We are typically not fans of Strauss waltzes, but hearing the Vienna Philharmonic play at the Vienna New Year’s Day concert was fun. We listened to it as we drove past a large collection of windmills on the Buffalo Ridge, aka Coteau Du Prairies, near Summit, SD. The windmills’ rotations made them look like they were dancing to the waltzes. Even more fun was our arrival in western North Dakota just where the buttes and ravines start. Just as we entered the area, Copeland’s Rodeo started playing. It was so appropriate! We were back in the West with the dancing cowpokes.

Sometimes it feels like the most appropriate soundtrack for my life is Khachaturian’s Saber Dance. I hope for a calmer January, with a peaceful soundtrack, maybe cool jazz. We shall see.

What soundtrack would best accompany your life of late?

28 thoughts on “Soundtracks For Living”

  1. Sometimes I think that silence truly is golden.

    I’m being pretty quiet now so something soft and acoustic, like some old Windham Hill recordings would be good. Bluegrass music always gets me moving. It works better than coffee for me, although it can be distracting if I feel like I need to play along with it on my mandolin.

    I didn’t realize there were MPR stations that far west! Or are you streaming it? Nice imagery with the windmills dancing and the western scenery!

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    1. There are MPR stations out of Sioux Falls and Fargo/Moorhead, as well as one in way western MN somewhere in between Sioux Falls and Moorhead that we can pick up as we travel on I 29.

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  2. Rise and Shine, Baboons,

    I feel like Hop Along Cassidy, limping/hopping along on a painful foot. Tuesday I was fitted for my orthotic which seems to help. Directions say to break the orthotic in slowly.

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  3. There is a very short bit of music in Murder on the Orient Express (the 1974 one) when the ferry crosses the Bosporus. It is lyrical and haunting. Unfortunately it’s also very short; I have been known to rewind and listen to it more than once!

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  4. Chasing paper trails of three types. Medical. Legal. Financial. When DOES a second opinion turn into a third? That relates to Medicare and what it pays for.

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  5. My mother liked Strauss waltzes. I never asked her where she acquired that taste – having come from a South Dakota farm family without a lot of modern conveniences, she probably didn’t hear them much at home while she was growing up. But some of the ancestors came from Austria, so who knows?

    My soundtrack….maybe this one. I’m tired of ll the bad news.

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