My 1969 Soundtrack!

“Live your truth. Express your love. Share your enthusiasm. Take action towards your dreams. Walk your talk. Dance and sing to your music. Embrace your blessings. Make today worth remembering.”
~ Steve Maraboli

Today marks the end of a look back at the soundtrack of my teenage life … because it was the end of my teenage years. It was, as the final song indicated, also the end of the age of innocence.
When the year started I was living in Los Angeles, watching barefoot girls dancing in the moonlight. By the time the year ended, I was in San Antonio as an Air Force recruit, thinking about war because it was just a shot away.
In between, I heard a lot of great music, including a few songs you may have never heard (but that was your fault, not mine.) 🙂
From mumbled promises, mongrel pianos, salty dogs, burnin’ heartaches, and a Bally table king to discovering the wonder of Stevie, ruby throated sparrows, smiling on your brother, and a lot more, this is the music that was in my head.

Play button is on the left … Volume slider is on the right

Soundtrack To My Life 1969 Medley

The Who – Simon & Garfunkel – Crosby, Stills & Nash
Beatles – Stevie Wonder – Cream – CCR
Three Dog Night – Procol Harum – Guess Who
Led Zeppelin – Youngbloods – Rolling Stones

Comments (8)

  1. Barbara Brill

    A classic choice Ray as the music speaks to the anger, confusion, love and hope of the time. In those two short years (’68-’70) the change in our lives was incredible … we left the innocent cocoon of our small town and entered the real world and it was not always pretty. It was a wild ride but we held on and grew up quickly … this week you’ve given us all an opportunity to look back to our youth … and you’ve reminded us of our strength. We are survivors! Thanks for that…. Stay well and stay safe …

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    1. Ray (Post author)

      Thanks, Barbara. You have encapsulated the era perfectly all week long. 🙂

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  2. Donna

    Yup we were changing, the World was changing and as always it was reflected in our music. Innocence was fading as we learned what it means to be an adult. Thanks for another great trip down musical memory lane.
    Hubby is curious where you were stationed as he was also in the Air Force. He was stationed in Plattsburgh.
    Happy melodies to you today and always.

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    1. Ray (Post author)

      Thank you, Donna.

      I never left Lackland. After completing basic training, I was discharged with what turned out to be an incorrect diagnosis of arthritis of the spine. I was told I would be in a wheelchair by the time I was 30. I’m almost 70 and I’m still walking!

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  3. Wendyl

    I’ve loved listening to the soundtrack of your youth and coming of age. I’ve loved listening to it for as long as I can remember which is why it is part of me and so dear to my heart. I’ve also recognized how listening to the songs I learned through you makes me smile because it’s like being with you. Being with you as the young girl with headphones and a harmonica and being with you as a woman who adores her Daddy and all the ways you have blessed my life. Thanks for all of it! I love you so much! XOXOXOXO

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    1. Ray (Post author)

      Dear Wendyl … Watching you grow up with an appreciation for music has been so rewarding. We did spend hours and hours listening together and those are times I will never forget. In a way, putting medleys together allowed me the opportunity to continue those days of a young girl hanging with her old man; watching her identify which Beatle was singing a particular song (and never being wrong), and as time passed, listening together to songs by her “heroes” of the late 70s and into the 80s.
      It has all been a wonderful trip. You have blessed my life in ways you cannot begin to imagine.
      I Love You
      XOXOXOXO

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  4. Dale

    Wow #maryclayton … Ty Ray

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    1. Ray (Post author)

      Ms. Clayton ripped that vocal, Dale. It still gives me chills.

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