The Dreamer's Pen

I can still remember the first time I heard Teen Town by Weather Report. I was just a little girl, sitting in front of the TV, when it happened. The moment the music started, something clicked deep within me. I was mesmerized.
I didn’t know who Jaco Pastorius was or what kind of music this was at the time. But I knew I loved it. The sound was unlike anything I had ever heard. The bass was so smooth, the rhythm so full of life, and the horns seemed to be playing with so much freedom, almost like they were speaking. I didn’t have the words to describe it then, but I could feel it in my chest. It felt alive, and I felt it, too.

There was no explanation. Just this music that grabbed me and didn’t let go. I didn’t know why, but I knew this song was special. I remember sitting there, wide eyed, as the music wrapped around me. Even as a kid, I could tell that it was something more than just background noise. It was a moment that stuck with me for a long time.

I just heard Teen Town again today, and that same feeling washed over me. I still adore it. Every time I hear it, it takes me back to that moment when I was just a kid, listening to something that felt bigger than me.

And looking back, I can’t help but laugh. What kind of little kid loves music like this? While most kids were into pop songs or cartoon themes, I was there, completely captivated by this wild, soulful piece of jazz.  I guess I was a little strange. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s something about finding music that speaks to you, no matter how young or old you are.

Man, it still sounds so good.