usic is different in my life than it used to be: at Notre Dame/South Bend, my friends had this incredible mix of being reflective, highly-educated Catholics and distinctly-talented musicians and songwriters. We made music with our meals. We made CDs with astonishing regularity. Here at Marquette, my friends are even more
theologically educated and diverse, but they aren't musicians, and I miss that dimension. So my musical conversation and moments here are limited to more ordinary conversations about overlapping taste, such as me and Mike Harris both being long-term Over The Rhine
fans (as you should be, too!).
So this weekend, while I was over at the Harris' with the Lloyds Saturday afternoon and early evening for fun and a yummy ham casserole dinner, I had an unusually musical
moment, which just came back into my head because of what my iTunes just pulled up on random, and which seemed worth recording. As the ever-rambunctious and ever-exhausting Renee Harris made a certain demand of her father (she's 2 1/2), Mike parentally informed her that, "You can't always get what you want." I wasn't surprised by my own reaction, but I was more than surprised and delighted when I found that both Dan and I immediately began to sing the chorus of the Stones' "You Can't Always Get What You Want" to a suddenly much-baffled Renee. A minor musical moment, perhaps, but one that was funny as it happened, and which I think marked the first time I've actually sang with any of my friends here in nearly four-and-a-half years....