Shake My What?

There we were, driving to our cabin up nort’, listening to a music playlist I made years ago which, for some reason, I’d forgotten about.

The song “Shake Your Groove Thing” by Peaches and Herb popped up, a disco-ish song from 1972.

Who downloaded this song? Shake your what?

“Shake your groove thang, shake your groove thang’ , yeah yeah!”

Ah …. another one of those highly intellectual songs from the past. A nonsensical drift from another place, another time.

Yet there I was, in the passenger seat, shaking my groove thing, moving my arms to the beat like I’m fighting off a cloud of mosquitoes.

How could music do that?

Music soothes the savage beast.. or breast … whichever.

It it also pumps up that same beast.

I air guitar and/or air drum Free Bird every time I hear it. Turn it up to distortion volume unless it disturbs the room around me.

I am worse than a little kid.

And I love it.

It’s not just rock/pop music, either. I jitterbug around the room to Sing Sing Sing by Benny Goodman and conduct the orchestra to the 1812 Overture by Tchaikovsky and sing along with Freddie Mercury to “Crazy Little thing Called Love.”  Heck— if I could do the Michael Jackson Thriller dance with the music I would!

Music keeps me in constant motion— and that’s not always a pretty sight.

Nothing is better than singing the words to a popular song with your granddaughter, though, or “shaking your groove thing” with your bestie. Music connects humans on so many different levels that one way or another you get hooked.

You may be embarrassed to close your eyes and move to the beat or sing with the singer, but you do it anyway.

You can’t help it.

Don’t ever let anyone tell you you can’t dance and sing and gyrate to the Music of the world. Sit side by side with someone and sing along loud and clear with a proud voice.

“So bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die.”

Then look at them with a sparkle in your eye and ask….

What song do you want to hear?