My previous post featured the song “In the Midnight Hour” since it was the inspiration for the name of this blog.  More can be covered on that topic with a little more research. I’ll get back to that.

For tonight, I want to introduce a topic to accompany the previous one-music in the seventies.  I bring it up for two reasons, nostalgia, and to share the passion and soul of the music that I grew up with in the 1970’s.  During that time, I was a teen ager who graduated in 1973.  In that very same year, I got married and became a mother a year later.

Responsibility knocked quickly on my door to life, but my passion for music was never quelled.  Through motherhood, into becoming a grandmother of eighteen children, I still love music.

Rock and roll, folk, soul, blue grass and blues and a little rock abilly played almost continuously from either my stereo or radio, or that of a sibling or parent or friend. It surrounded my life everywhere.

The days of concerts and the groupie scene with wall posters and screaming crowds of fans were the substance of my formative years.  Having a mother who adored Elvis Presley set the stage for my love in music, I suppose.