I like to buy MP3 files from Amazon. I grew up buying music at record stores, and I resist the idea of paying $15 a month to listen to ‘my music.’ But sometimes a song will cross my mind, and it’s cool to be able to look it up and, more often than not, download a copy on the spot.
The other day, the Billy Joel song ‘All for Leyna’ crossed my mind. The song came out when I was coming to the sad realization that my high-school sweetheart was not going to be the love of my life. The lyrics resonated with my situation at the time, the imagery at the beginning was clever (‘She / stood on the tracks / waving her arms / leading me to that third rail / shock….’) and ‘Leyna’ was close enough to my sweetheart’s name for, well, rock and roll.
Listening to it now, the pain is gone. My wife brings me peace and happiness, and my ‘Leyna,’ such as our ‘relationship’ ever was back then, is long, long gone. I downloaded the song, listened to it for a few times, and moved on to other things.
My wife wants to travel to Greece this fall. I considered the matter with some trepidation: ‘Leyna’ is Greek, and I went to some considerable effort back then to learn the language. But now my wife wants to learn some Greek in preparation for the trip: uh-oh. While in the city the other day, we bought a guidebook and an elementary Greek text.
To my pleasant surprise, that didn’t bother me either. Most of my recollection of the vocabulary is gone, but I think my sense of pronunciation is still there. I suspect that I’ll probably have a bigger reaction if I should ever have to write Z80 assembly code, yet another language that I learned at that time.