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a dancing punkin Mostly I listen to songs designed for little ones like me. I like rhyming but I also like songs that are instructional or educational so I learn stuff too. That’s part of the reason I like nature shows so much they teach me stuff that I could never learn otherwise. I certainly can’t observe all those creatures in their natural habitat and Daddy Papa gets sad and angry when we go to the zoo so if animals aren’t domesticated or indigenous I can only learn about them and experience them through nature shows and documentaries. With music it’s kind of like that but mostly just fun. The simple and easy songs are another way to get my mind swiftly into little space. Or get me deeper and help me stay there longer. This weekend my Father put on some of his grown up music while he was getting a little work and cleaning done and I caught myself dancing to it more than once. This is not strange or even noteworthy I suppose but it was definitely new and different for me. Before we met I used to go to<b> clubs </font></b>with friends but would drink and not really do any dancing. Most of the time I just wound up feeling awful but with Daddy Papa I don’t drink at all and rarely hear that kind of music because I’m a kiddo all the time. We don’t watch big people movies ever except those nature documentaries. I don’t hear heavy metal or hard rock music unless it’s in an animated movie and that’s usually very brief and spirited not angry or dark and intense. The songs I heard in the<b> clubs </font></b>really didn’t leave much of an impression compared to all that. Still the body moves to the beat and it’s difficult to deny that impulse no matter what frame of mind you’re in. I can’t dance and would look terrible trying to work a pole or anything like that. I bop and hop but I’m not swinging my hips seductively or grinding or anything like that. For some people that is just natural but I guess I never made it beyond the basics. To see me dance is to still see a kiddo through and through and it seems it doesn’t matter what kind of music moves me. My spirit gets free and wants to express itself and next thing you know Papa is standing in the doorway with a huge grin on his face watching me jump and twirl and act like a crazy girl. Maybe we’ll listen to his kinds of music a bit more often now because for the most part what he played did not pull me out of little headspace it just helped me drop another level or layer of inhibition. The thought of that being possible is exhilarating. |
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