On the way back from Indian Lake this evening, Teri and I were listening to a 70's program on the station we were tuned to. It was nice to hear so many of the songs that were popular when we were in high school.
We were just about home when that experience became tainted by other memories. I should have known that eventually we'd hear Queen. They were such a popular band in that era, and I'm amazed as I listen to them how big an influence their style has had on my musical taste. Their classically-influence arrangements prepared me for the choral music and classical accompaniments that have become a precious part of my worship experiences.
But the most emotionally damaging weekend of my life included a Queen concert. Still, I didn't change the station when We Will Rock You came on, and I was pleased that they continued on to We Are The Champions, as many stations don't anymore. And while I sat quietly through the medley, I didn't let my emotions get carried into resentment and fuming over the remaining events of that weekend so long ago.
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