To Dream the Impossible Dream…

It has been said at one point or another “anything is possible”.

It has also been said that “your dreams are what you make of it”.

A line from a famous song declared that “if your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme”.

Where am I going with those?  Just this: everyone has a dream.  To fulfill their lives with something that they’ve so long wanting to do.  To be able to share their talents with the world.  To help others see their potential and inspire them along the way.

Such is the case with myself.  The only problem in this case is this particular dream is considered unorthodox in the digital age.

My lifelong dream is to create a line of children’s records.

(Cue the sound effects of crickets chirping, followed by a crowd bursting with laughter)

Okay, I know what you’re thinking: why?  Children’s music is so passè; nobody buys vinyl anymore; everybody’s downloading nowadays; etcetera, etcetera, etcetera…

I look at those remarks and say “Why not?”

In my last blog, I recounted how my love for children’s music (and in all aspects, children’s records) came to be.  Now we’re coming down to the heart of the matter.

Since I was 8 years old, I was so much in love with the medium and the genre, that I wanted to have a line of my own.  I was determined to write the stories, the songs, and the music, illustrate the covers, have my own logo and design the label.  I went so far as to Scotch-tape two pieces of letter-size paper together, write the name of the label in bold letters at the top and at the bottom draw little boxes in three rows and just doodle in each one.  (This would indicate the albums that were “available”).

I started collecting children’s records at 13.  Over the years I’ve come across a number of labels, from Golden, Peter Pan and Disneyland to Kid Stuff, Mr. Pickwick and even Hanna-Barbera, and I’ve noticed (even earlier on) that each label have their own versions of many familiar stories and songs, as well as original material, of course, and I’ve come to appreciate a majority of them.  However, what stirred my passion even more is that while listening to the music, I would often sing and speak along with the vocalists as if I was among them at the recording booth and contributing my talents, and just wished that I was actually there.  The feelings that the music then (especially the ’60’s and early ’70’s) is considered irrelevant, and in some cases politically incorrect, have not been lost on me.

Nevertheless, I still want to do it.

I want to get a bunch of people together…vocalists and instrumentalists (real instruments, folks!) alike and say “Come on!  Let’s go down to the studio and cut a record!” Yes, this would mean a great deal of money, but that’s another story.  I want to do “The Sorcerer’s Apprentice”.  I want to do “Puff the Magic Dragon”.  I want to do “Sesame Street” songs.  “The Wizard of Oz”.  Heck, even “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang”!

I want the line to be on par with all those labels that have long since disappeared , but have remained in the minds of so many people in my generation.

It has been reported that vinyl is making a resurgence into the mainstream, as if it had ever left the mainstream altogether (it didn’t), and that younger people have expressed interest in the format, even in the 21st century.  Still, there are no guarantees that children’s records in particular would be as popular as most of the other genres out there.   I get that.  I understand that.  On the other hand, I would love more than ever to give it a shot.


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