Triple Played: What would the soundtrack of your life sound like?
Someone once said that music is the soundtrack to your life. Let’s think about that for a minute.
Music has been a part of this world since people first appeared, if not before. No two soundtracks would ever be alike because your soundtrack would start the day of your birth or maybe even before that.
Early on, you don’t have much choice when it comes to the music you are exposed to. It is usually dependent on everyone but you — parents, in-laws, teachers, babysitter or neighbor do the choosing. However, I think the music you listen to before you have any say helps shape the choices you make yourself. Of course, your friends also shape your musical tastes.
If you were born any time after the mid-1950s, television most likely had a big influence on your soundtrack.
My first recollection of listening to music was hearing some of my aunt’s 45 RPM records at my grandparents’ house on Orchard Mesa in the early 1960s.
One of my uncles used to listen to whatever radio station broadcast the farm reports. That usually meant country music on KSTR AM 620 when in Grand Junction and KUBC AM 580 when in Montrose or when traveling to my grandparents’ ranch above Somerset.
When we were at the ranch, we had no television so we listened to the radio at night after dinner, and it was usually KOMA out of Oklahoma City.
My Grandma Spadafora sometimes brought a record player and records to the ranch for the summer, and we listened to those. My favorite was The Ventures’ “Surfing” LP, of which she had purchased a copy for each of her six children’s families. My grandma had great taste in music!
My Uncle Jim and Aunt Norma sometimes brought records by Merle Haggard, Johnny Cash and Buck Owens, among others, but those are the ones I remember.
We lived in Gypsum from 1964–1969, and there wasn’t much local radio, but I had a friend whose older sisters bought all of the Beatles’ records as well as some Bob Dylan. We listened to all of them.
At that time my parents were listening to The Kingston Trio, Herb Alpert, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and others. We also had a cousin who introduced us to John Denver and the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band.
When we moved to Pueblo for the summer of 1969, I was introduced to FM radio as well as my first girlfriend and managed to survive both. It also was the first time I became aware of personalities on the radio.
Coming back to Grand Junction for junior high school, I was introduced to The Allman Brothers Band, The Who, Mountain and Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young by a female classmate who had moved here from California.
It was about that time that I began my lifelong quest for music’s past, present and future.
I started high school in 1972, the same year America, Jackson Browne and the Eagles released debut recordings, and I am still a fan. That is also when I became a bigger fan of 1950s music mainly because of the soundtrack for “American Graffiti.”
I attended college here at home, so my musical tastes stayed pretty much the same during that time. It was when I opened Triple Play Records that my musical exposure expanded exponentially.
This story has more than one volume, just like the soundtrack to our lives.