Music, just like the first rays of the sun, birds singing early on a spring morning, and warmer temps before dawn, brings me joy on my drive to school. This morning, I changed the station at ‘a meant to be moment’. There was a brief pause and then the light strumming of a guitar and the voice of Kurt Vile. “How Lucky,” such a sweet sounding tune by Johnny Prine.
Honestly, pre-covid, I had barely heard of Johnny Prine. Sadly, he became one of the Covid statistics, which is around the time I discovered his amazing talents and creativity and instantly became a fan. This morning, hearing this melody, the raspy voice of John, the folksy sound of Kurt, and a tune and lyrics I could listen to repeatedly, it brought me so much joy. I sat in my car, in the parking lot, and listened to every last note before exiting.
I’m sitting at my desk now, Googled the song and listened to it a few more times and now starting the day with a smile and feeling a little lighter. I need to pay more attention to these small things that can be transforming. This morning, I’m feeling “How Lucky,” (I am), thank you Johnny Prine.