The Poets & Writers prompt, Music and Me had me thinking about how many of my memories of growing up are inextricably linked to music. One example which has stayed with me for a long time relates to the Mariah Carey / Whitney Houston duet When You Believe.
Growing up as I did in a super religious context, for many years the only TV we had was an old black and white Panasonic hooked up to terrestrial programming. Someone on the University Quarters in which we lived however decided sometime in the mid-nineties to re-purpose one of the empty flats into a Staff Club, complete with a colour TV and a newly arrived DSTV subscription.
This was the context in which more than a few holidays were spent sneaking off to the Staff Club for the joys of colour TV. There, multiple reruns of the Prince of Egypt, and then various MTV shows would burn that song into my memory.
That, the image of the teenage boy sneaking off to indulge the “flesh”, is one indelibly burned in my mind. Yay to DSTV, I suppose.
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