I Can’t Think of a Song

music musings, beaverdamusa.comWhen I write my weekly, bi-weekly, monthly musing, it is generally about something musical – either an artist, song, album, experience, etc.  Today it is not.  I actually thought about trying to force it, but like bolts that won’t fit or bad relationships, you just can’t force some things.

You see, eight years ago on May 1 – 2, disaster hit Middle Tennessee where I live.  My town of Kingston Springs was one of the hardest hit areas by the Great Flood of 2010.  There wasn’t anything funny or musical about it.  There was some magic that happened when our community (and greater Nashville) banded together and helped each other.  We didn’t loot, burn cars, or sit and wait with our hand out for the government slop trough to roll into town.  

Prior to my Music Musings blog, I had a blog entitled Squire Ponderings.  A few days after the flood, I blogged about it and people’s reactions and included some pictures.  I read it last night and it is still hard to believe it happened.  You can find it at Flood Ponderings.  The executive summary of the blog is 1) it rained, 2) it rained some more 3) water got deep 4) people helped each other.

I was wrong – there is a musical connection that I left out of the blog.  Many travelers got stranded at our exit (I-40, #188) due to flooding on I-40.  One group that was stranded was a polka band from Pennsylvania.  They set up and played outside a service station at the exit.  I mean, you have instruments and beer – why not play?  Because of the hospitality afforded them, when they finally returned home, they played a benefit show and sent the money raised back to help the people of Tennessee.  I guess music does bind us all together.

Musing on flood waters


About Zach Clayton

Zach Clayton started Music Musings in 2013, but isn’t a stranger to music. While he may be a mild mannered accountant by day, he always has tunes going and forces his staff at work to play music trivia when they enter his office. He is a self-proclaimed lover of all music genres with over 3,500 songs in his iPod. Zach’s first concert was Eddie Money in Vanderbilt’s Memorial Gym in 1979 and claims to have seen Van Halen (all three incarnations) over 25 times. There have only been one or two years since 1979 that Zach hasn’t been to a concert. He also has the uncanny knack of getting to know several folks in the music scene – both out front and behind the scenes. Zach is in the process of indoctrinating his two boys into the rock and roll way by exposing them to concerts and various music while holding them hostage in his truck screaming the mantra – “rap is crap!”

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