In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Papa Loves Mambo.”

What sort of music was played in your house when you were growing up? What effect, (if any) did it have on your musical tastes?


Speaks what cannot be expressed,

soothes the mind and gives it a rest,

heals the heart and make it whole,

flowing from heaven to the soul!”

As a child of the early sixties, my father played blues and jazz in our home. He introduced me to B. B. King, Howling Wolf, Muddy Waters, and Albert King.

I heard Miles Davis, Sonny Rollins, John Coltrane, and Thelonius Monk to name a few.

My mother was at the opposite end of the spectrum of music. She played religious albums by Mahalia Jackson, The Staples Singers, Aretha Franklin, (before R&B) and The 5 Blind Boys of Mississippi.

During my elementary, middle and high school years, I was a member of the concert and marching bands.

I played various genre’s of music including classical, and the marching songs of John Phillip Sousa.

When I was eight years old, I received a blue transistor radio as a gift. My musical listening became a blended mixture of R&B, the Motown Sound, the Funk of James Brown, the 70’s pop bands, and what is now called Classic Rock.

As a teenager, I was fortunate to be present when the musical infant “Rap.” burst onto the scene.

My parents and music teachers called into question my musical tastes with the birth of “Rap.”

I consider myself a lover of all music except for some older forms of country music.

Neither my father or mother ever danced the mambo. However, I remember watching them slow dance. They would lovingly embrace one another dancing to soulful R&B.

For the past 4-5 decades, there is one issue about music that has caused me to ponder in thought.

It is, whatever happened to slow dancing?

The Daily Post Prompt

By Expedition Nomadic Adventurer

As a retiree travel blogger touring the US, voicing my wisdom, opinion, and thoughts about the retirement lifestyle and life in general. I'm an aspiring pre-published indie author of baby boomer romance and adventures with a whimsical comedic side. I photograph wildlife and landscapes, mountain, biking, kayaking, hiking, and backpacking. I travel the back roads and highways of America, Canada, and Mexico, documenting my adventures via print and photography.

3 thoughts on ““Papa Loves Jazz””
  1. I love all types of music, too. Slow dancing does exist you have to know the right clubs to go to. I don’t go but would rather slow dance at home or where ever the mood strikes. Of late, nowhere and I miss it…it takes two… 🙂

    1. When I leave next year on my journey as a full-time RV’er, I will promote​ the idea of serenade dances at every campground. We “babyBoomers” have to bring back slow dancing. 🙂

      1. Amen to that dear 😉

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