Thursday, April 09, 2009

Living in the right time.

We are an incredibly spoiled Internet generation. I was talking with a friend over the weekend about how easily we can come about amassing music and finding songs that we're searching for, that the adventure and quest involved in finding a single song has practically become one of the past. I played a song to end my radio show tonight that I looked high and low for for years on end once upon a time, not so long ago; it was the late, great Ray Charles doing "(Night Time Is) The Right Time." I sought it out in libraries and every music store I ever visited, but I was never able to locate it. Never ever. I mean, I didn't even know who sang it or what it was called! I was completely in the dark.

Until, well, I found it ... on a newish collection of his music a number of years ago. I may as well have found that proverbial pot of gold at the end of the rainbow! I was beside myself, I really was. I'd seen it on an episode of The Cosby Show and, for me, it was one of the greatest, happiest moments on television I have ever seen. Rudy (Keisha Knight Pulliam, who I heard just turned 30 years old this week!) was especially good at channeling the wailing singer that played a part of the number. One of the good parts of living in today's day and age (the good helps balance out the bad, o'course) is that I can relive that moment again and again, over and over. I love technology.

Seriously. Go watch THIS. It begs and pleads to be relived.

3 comments:

plainoldsarah said...

I know the feeling you decribe. I went through a similar experience in tracking down captain and tenille's "muskrat love" when I was in college.

erita said...

wow--i'd totally forgotten about that episode. makes me want to go watch old cosby show episodes.

and ray charles is definitely worth the work. technology is great, in'nt it?

k8 said...

ahaha, i totally loved that episode of The Cosby Show!! So fun to see it again.
I have to say that i miss the chase of a song a little bit. or that feeling of searching the dial over and over for a song that caught your ear. finding it was pretty much the greatest thing ever.