Without Bitterness

One night, my friends and I decided to play a game. The game pinned the boys against the girls with the objective to sing a song that contained a certain word. Round One was based off of singing a song that contained the word "Love". Immediately, the girls team started to sing the chorus of  I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston. From there, it was a back and forth battle until both teams couldn't think of a song with the word "Love" in it. The next round ironically contained the word "bitch" and this brought out so much laughter. The funny thing was, the boys were lucky that I was there that night to be on their team. It got to the point where even some of the girls were saying-- "How does Noah know all of these songs?" I do not remember who won and who lost. For the sake of preserving history, lets just say that it was a stalemate. I guess music comes naturally to me. Which is to say I listen to A LOT of music, and a lot of di

The year was 1999, and I tell you God's honest truth. It was four months removed from the birth of my little brother Evan. My Dad had promised me that he would take me to the movie theatre to see Tarzan once my mom "popped that baby out". He kept that promise. The actual experience of seeing the movie in the theatre is a bit vague to me. I do remember owning a copy of Tarzan on VHS, a copy of a Disney Picture book from the movie, and anything that I could get my hands on that had to do with Tarzan , I got a hold of it. The most prized possession out of the Tarzan Collection that I had as a child was the soundtrack of the movie. I have a lot of fond memories of family and friends jamming out to that soundtrack! It is that effing amazing of a soundtrack! We have Phil Collins to thank for the greatness of that soundtrack. The only way that I can describe the experience of watching the film and listening to the music, is the fulfillment of musical pleasure. Entering