It started Saturday morning… Ed and I were headed to my mother’s house to deliver a car seat and instructions as to the goings on upon the arrival of little bro. The morning Charlie arrives, she is going to come and stay with Ed at our house and bring him to the hospital to meet his brother before the slew of visitors arrive that evening. We wanted Ed to be one of the first to meet the new addition.
On the way to her house, Ed says from his seat, “Dad, can you play that Pearl Jam song for me?”
“Which Pearl Jam song is that, buddy?”
So I turned on the radio, thankfully I have Sirius in the truck and channel 22 is Pearl Jam Radio… 24×7 Pearl Jam… well, normally. When it fired up a track by Green River was on. Ed knew immediately that this wasn’t Pearl Jam; which impressed me to no end. So I began to explain how a couple of the founding members of Pearl Jam were in Green River first. He seemed to understand and thankfully a Pearl Jam track came on next and we jammed out the rest of the way to Grandma’s house.
Cut to later that afternoon and the family is loaded up and we’re headed to hang with some friends to the evening with a classic rock station on. Ed asked for it to be turned up… the song in question: Rockin’ in the Free World by Neil Young.
Immediately he makes fish lips and starts nodding his head. I notice in the mirror his enjoyment of the music and motion to Kate to take a look. She turns around to see what he’s up to and is quickly met with a “turn around Mommy, no look at me.” She turns around and we exchange half smiles.
Then, to top it all off, during the third chorus, Ed starts to sing along with Uncle Neil… the low sounds of his trying to sing along with “…rock in… free world” was enough to tell me that I’m doing what is needed to expose and appreciate music in some of its best forms.
I look forward to the day that Ed and his brother want to sit down with Dad and take in some tunes from my formative years. I hope that I’m still open minded enough to give their stuff a listen as well without being too judgmental as to the sound or style of music they like.
As Uncle Neil says… Keep on Rockin’ In the Free World. I’m confident we will be.