This is my music parlor. I always liked the word parlor, so that's what I call it. I especially love hearing my girls say 'the parlor'. They sound so sophisticated! I haven't told them that it's kind of an old fashioned word...and I'm not going to. I'm afraid if they catch on they might just call it 'the music room' {boring}.
In my music parlor I have this fabulous record player that we use to play our collection of old Christmas records. There is something about listening to a record...that wonderful crackle that the needle makes as the disc goes around and around. It makes the music almost tangible. You just don't get that with a CD player.
Amongst our collection of old Christmas records is one titled 'Chansons de Noel'. For me, Christmas isn't complete without this record. It is music from my childhood. Each December we would put this record on and listen to it over and over. These french carols became as familiar to me as Silent Night or Jingle Bells. It didn't occur to me until sometime in my teenage years that this record and the songs on it were somewhat unique to my family. Oh how I loved that record.
Last year Donald set out on a quest to find me a copy of my own. After being unsuccessful for some time he enlisted the help of his Uncle Mike. Donald knew that if there was a copy in existence, Mike would be the one to find it....and he did.
So if you stop by my home during this Christmas season you will probably hear french Christmas carols ringing out from the music parlor. The sound of Christmas...at it's finest.
***Alexandra update: She got up and walked a bit yesterday evening. Slow, steady steps, but it was progress! We also had a nurse come to our home to check the wounds and give her a sponge bath. The nurse will be coming to the house every morning for as long as we need her. Let me tell you how wonderful that is for me!
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I love that you call the room your music parlor. When I was little I wanted so badly to call our living room the library. It is where the bookshelves were. It is where my books were kept... it made sense to me, but it didn't catch on with anyone else. When we build our dream home, Jeff will have his study (that is what he wants) and I will have my library!
Oh, and I agree, music from a record player just sounds so different and nostalgic and wonderful.
I love and admire your music knowledge and love. It is pure classic.
I love that you call it a parlor too. Spencer and I were just saying last night that we would love to have a library in our next house. Of course, it really would just be a room with some bookshelves, but library just sounds cool!
I too love the crackle of an old record playing.
What a great room! Your love of music sounds like it has rubbed off on your girls - what a fun legacy to pass on!
So happy for Alexandra's progress. I love that you call it a parlor--and I wish I could sit in it and listen to your French Christmas carols.
It's really kind of funny, I grew up with record players that was all I knew. Then in my teens 8 tracks came along. They were not very impressive. A few of them would even start a song and it would fade out in the middle to be picked up on the next track. The only real benefit was that they could be played in the car. Then tapes became the thing. Somewat better but they would also sometimes do the cutting a song in half to be continued on the other side. Thats why when CD's were introduced they were so wonderful as to seem too good to be true. And then Mike worked for AEI and could suddenly make us CD's with whatever songs we wanted on it.
When you and Donald got your record player and I heard records for the first time in almost twenty years. I couldn't believe how distracting the scratchy sound was to me. Back when they were the main form of music it didn't even register. It was just what went along with the whole experience. Now that I know the difference, it's hard for me to get past that scratchiness. Funny how that is.
Growing up we had a room in our house like this but we were boring and called it "The Music Room". Parlor does sound fun! We should have called it that!
Glad Alexandria is making progress.
Home nurses are the best. I never had one for Elisabeth and all her surgeries but when my sister was ill from cancer they sent a nurse twice a week and it was a godsend to my mother and me.
I would love to hear that record, and yay for baby steps!
I whole heartedly agree with you on records. It's almost like the musicians are in the room with you.
The record player was the best purchase we made all of last year. Oh wait...didn't we also get the Wii last year? Maybe it ties for first.
I'm jealous. I would DIE for a music parlor--or anyplace for my piano besides the HALL!
I'm glad you came up with such a creative way for Lorelai to say goodbye to her bad days! SO clever!
Your Music Parlor beats my "cave" any day!
I love vinyl.. In this week's Fred Meyer ad, they had a USB Turntable, which makes the process of recording records into your computer about as easy as it can possibly be. Next to that, I saw that they have vinyl albums on sale. I got so excited I shouted for Cindy to come see!
Until CDs came out, there was no music format that could pull me away from vinyl... No consumer grade tape could come close to capturing the clarity. I actually tweaked my tape deck so it would record better than it was intended to, so tapes in the car would sound as good as possible. CDs with their sterile clarity were great, but there's a warmth to vinyl... And I don't mind the surface noise! I hate how poorly pressed records are so distorted, but a quality piece of vinyl is the best.
A couple weeks ago while we were cleaning out the cave, and gave over 1000 records to Goodwill, we popped on an old Donny & Marie album I picked up several years ago.. Sounded so good! Cindy's still going around singing songs from it!
Finally, I was REALLY happy to be able to help The Donald find that album for you, and I'm even more happy to know that you love it as much as he said you would!
I am so sorry to here about Alexandra! That sounds anything but plesant! Hope she is all better for Christmas and the Mathews Family Party!
lisa, you have such a magical way of doing things... your girls are going to have the best memories of their childhood because you and donald have the neatest ideas and traditions. it really is like a breath of fresh air being around you all :]
and i'm glad to hear that there is a nurse coming to keep tabs on things during lex's recovery. it sure would put me at ease being her mother and getting a little reprieve from "patient care" :]
on another note, the idea of flushing your bad days down the toilet sure is a wonderful idea... my mom always suggested writing a note, putting it in a balloon and sending it up to God. the problems i run into are 1) i'd probably have to pay the plumbing bill if i flushed more than just toilet paper in the heat of the moment, and 2) what happens if the balloon pops in your neighbor's yard and they read your secrets!!! lol.
anyways, thanks for being such amazing friends to me. i love you sorensons!!! :] tell the girls hi from me.
I am so envious of your record player! I inherited one from my dad but it no longer works and I haven't a clue where the heck I could get it fixed in this little town. My poor record collection (including some a German Christmas album that is the soundtrack of *my* childhood Christmasses) just sits and collects dust, I'm afraid.
Speedy recovery to Alex!
I want a music parlor! Maybe someday. I LOVE records. My dad has quite the collection.
Let us adjourn to the parlor to soak in the ambiance.
It does sound so refined and cozy.
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