I am currently reading Rob Sheffield’s latest book, Turn Around Bright Eyes: the Rituals of Love and Karaoke. Mr. Sheffield’s two true loves are music and women. This is his third best-selling memoir on the same two subjects, and I hope he writes more of them. Now when I say “women,” you are probably thinking he’s a womanizer. Nothing could be further from the truth. Read ‘em and see!
The author is a long-time writer for Rolling Stone magazine, a non-musician and a major music geek. The theme of each book is essentially the same: how he has made deep connections with people over music. This is something I fully relate to.
My two true loves are music and men. Just kidding! Actually, music and books. Growing up, books were always a private affair and I never expected to discuss them with anyone. Since becoming a librarian, I get my fill of literary conversations at work. However, Rom is an avid reader with a big book collection and I get a daily synopsis of what he’s reading (usually a mix of philosophy and music books). And I always keep him up to date on what I’m reading too – novels and graphic novels these days.
But our main shared interest is music and we bond over it daily. Telling each other about a new band we heard, or crowing about who’s got a new album out this week, or discovering one of our favourite bands is playing locally, or mourning that another favourite is playing in London and we’re not there, or feeling sad that a band has broken up, or spending a whole evening listening to alternative hip hop or No Wave…there is not a day that we don’t share music news or listen to music together or share music memories.
The rest of my hobbies, I am not concerned about whether I share them. Exercise? No. Art? No. Counting things? Definitely not. But sharing music: that is powerful. I’d almost say it’s non-negotiable.
Maybe other people feel this way about food?
Which of your interests are must-shares?