Matt Keough’s Blog

One of the best parts about having four young boys is I get to see first-hand Christmas excitement that is enthusiastic and sincere. iTunes & Pandora on the computer and the Music Choice channels on our cable keep the boys well supplied in the holiday tunes.Of course, we also have several CDs, albums, tapes, DVDs and even one very memorable 8-track to keep the sing-along going.

Nothing beats being in the Dodge Caravan with a CD of familiar tunes cranking and having the boys belting it out in varying degrees of intelligible English from the back. It reminds me of sitting in the back of my dad’s Plymouth Fury as we drove around looking for Christmas lights and the radio fading in and out.We still listened to AM for music back then.

Maybe this year I’ll introduce the boys to the MP3 of “Santa Drives a Truck“; it could be the start of a new tradition.

John, Uncle Drew and the drums of Christmas morning.

That is a good song by The Sprites. It describes the vast majority of blogs that exist, I am convinced. Not that this is really a problem, exactly. Perhaps all the folks pouring hearts out in the ether is a safety valve of some sort. I am not one to share my deepest hopes, dreams and fears. This is particularly true in a medium that is as private as a post card. A post card that is reproduced on the gigantic screens in Times Square.