Thanks, @TQ and @michael_circa91.
  1. I'm going to take a turn with this request, and tell you about the first time I saw my dad listen to music. Like, really saw him.
  2. I was a tiny thing, it was a Saturday afternoon and the song on the radio was "Night Moves." Bob Seger.
  3. I don't remember what we were in the middle of, exactly—just that my mom was at work, and when the song came on, my dad stopped and stood still for a second. = 💯 live version
  4. I'm sure he'd heard the song a hundred times before. It was already an "old" song. But in that moment, it was new for him.
  5. He was looking at something. Out the window, maybe? But not seeing it. He was somewhere else. He was *seeing* something else.
  6. And then he started moving his leg to the beat. Just one leg. One faded-jean leg in a boat shoe.
  7. "She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes."
  8. And the wheels started turning in my little mind and I KNEW he was thinking about love. And my mom. And grown-up things.
  9. Remembering.
  10. How my mom was a black-haired beauty.
  11. Shortly after that, I started pretending to be sick so I could stay home from school and make my dolls do Night Moves under the table.
  12. I had a Barbie Camper and a Barbie Pool and roughly eight hours to work out a good storyline. For me, it wasn't so much about the thunder and lightning as it was the "stealing away" lyric in the song.
  13. That far-off look in the eyes.
  14. After I heard "Against The Wind," my plot twists included piling Barbie and the gang into a pink convertible and pushing them all down the stairs.
    Caught like a wildfire out of control/Till there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove/
  15. Yeah. So, Favorite Dad Music? Bob Seger.
    Favorite Dad? This fella. ⬆️
  16. p.s. If Nathan Veshecco were still here, I'd request that this list count as partial credit for all the music-related lists he requested of me...that I never completed. 🙏🏼
    also my Labor Day Resolution is to complete my List Requests. Please think of me in this my hour of need.
  17. Respectfully submitted,