My husband played in a band when he was a teenager and still enjoys getting together with friends and playing music. The name of his first band was Tears of Joy. The group he plays with now doesn’t have an official name but I call them The Weezers and Geezers.
I love it that my husband is musically gifted but his years of playing in a band have come with a price. He definitely doesn’t hear as well as he once did, but neither do I and even though I had guitar lessons, I can’t play but three chords. My hearing was probably damaged because I was a typical teenager. I listened to Deep Purple’s Smoke on the Water on my eight-track tape player as loud as it would go. And if you are so young that you don’t know what an eight-track player is, look it up on Wikipedia, you young whipper-snapper!
When we are teenagers we don’t think about what listening to music too loud might do to our hearing, but by the time I had children I realized the danger. I made them turn it down when they were around me but I know they probably waited until they were out of my sight and turned it up so loud it vibrated the windows.
Now it’s my turn to worry about my grandchildren and their hearing. When will the human race learn that we can appreciate music without it being so loud that it blows our hair backwards!
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