It’s An Oscar Peterson Kind Of Day

The skies are dark and the tropical winds are blowing much stronger than usual, it’s that kind of day here on the beach. Anywhere else up north the winds and dark skies would be rather depressing, but here, for me, it’s an Oscar Peterson/Cole Porter kind of day. When I woke up to grey skies I welcomed the change in the sameness tropical living sometimes brings. 

After my early morning walk with Sophie, nothing better than starting my day with a cup of tea, biscotti, Oscar and sharing my thoughts out into the digital universe. 

For me, music has always been a barometer of our culture. Growing up in the forties and fifties, music was happy, soulful, lyrics clear and smooth, the beat consistent. Songs were about love, the good life and moving on. Listeners could tap their feet, shake their heads and groove to the beat in ‘slo-mo’ or shoulder shaking heat. Music felt good.

As a teen I would lie across my bed and dream to The Four Aces, Tony Bennet, Frank Sinatra and Cole Porter’s lyrics. The future and the world was out there for me, just waiting. Of that I was sure. It was a positive world I would be walking into. The music that surrounded me told me so.

My husband, having celebrated his ninth decade on this earth yesterday has taken me back into his reality of WWII evolving into peacetime prosperity and a more civil and dare I say simple, moral times.  

What has happened to us as a society? Up until the music of the nineties and from there what has happened to lyrics with decency and morality in some popular music tastes? I can still close my eyes and dream to some, but I feel I’m in a dying generation as far as music goes.  

As the music becomes corrupt and dies, so goes the culture, so goes the nation. I never thought life in 2016 would evolve into what it appears to be today. I don’t think I have to spell it out for you, you must see it, too. 

©Sandra Hart 2016. All Rights Reserved

Cole Porter: His numerous hit songs include “Night and Day”, “Begin the Beguine”, “I Get a Kick Out of You”, “Well, Did You Evah!”, “I’ve Got You Under My Skin”, “My Heart Belongs to Daddy” and “You’re the Top”. He also composed scores for films from the 1930s to the 1950s, including Born to Dance (1936), which featured the song “You’d Be So Easy to Love”; Rosalie (1937), which featured “In the Still of the Night”; High Society (1956), which included “True Love”; and Les Girls (1957).

Jersey Strong

New Jersey. It has a reputation of oil refineries and wild south New Jersey shore kids (who in reality are not from the Jersey shore.)

New Jersey is called the Garden State because it does produce the most magnificent fruits and vegetables. Nothing better in the summer than a succulent Jersey tomato, corn that is sweet as sugar and juicy, colorful peaches. We have acres of cranberry bogs, flower farms and fruit orchards where if you’d like you can pick your own baskets of apples and berries.

Our ocean and bays provide us with all types of wonderful seafood, some of which is exported as far away as the Scandinavian states.

We have miles of beaches for swimming and boating in the summer and mountains for skiing in the winter. All within an hours reach of each other.

Monmouth County within the state of New Jersey has more horses per capita than any other state in the union and acres and acres of riding trails for the equestrians.

New Jersey is the only state in the union who also can drop the New and just be recognized as part of the states name ‘Jersey.’

As far a education goes, New Jersey is home to Princeton and other universities that are part of the many fine colleges that we have here in our state.

So the next time you think that New Jersey from mile to mile is filled with Sopranos and soprano types please don’t be misled. From Thomas Edison to Marconi who sent the first overseas telegram from New Jersey to Frank Sinatra, Bruce Springsteen, Bon Jovi, Dana Evans, and of course, Emerson Hart. We have a lot to offer.

In spite of our small size we are a mighty state full of diversity in landscapes and peoples and industry. So New Jersey Housewives, and all the crazy reality shows based in New Jersey, in my 42 years of living here, I have never met anyone like you. Thank Heavens!

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