Winter of 1981, Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band. I was 16 and in a Bob Segar, Alabama, Bette Midler mode. Alabama was all me. I remember when I heard them for the first time. Music is so powerful, it just resonated with me. Bob Seger and Bette Midler were my parents jams, that I took as my own. Played all three records over and over. Fortunately my parents work schedule allowed me plenty of time to turn the music up to 9 o’clock and rock the house out!
In spring of 1982 I met Batman, and my music jam moved on to .38 Special and Billy Squiers. Because of how the river of life flowed I did not hear one of the Bob Seger songs probably since that winter, it wasn’t a big air play song on the radio. Little Victories. With the passage of time my brain had boiled down this song into a few crystallized lines, chiefly, Little Victories, it was a common thought to me to always celebrate the tiny victories often overlooked on the way to ultimate success! Let there be joy in the journey by learning to find the dew in the grass as joy comes in the morning.
Something brought it to mind yesterday and I looked it up, first the lyrics. They surprised me by their sheer lonesomeness. Then I listened to the song, maybe for the first time since winter of 1981. So good. I still get why I liked his music so much. And I could still get the lines that were the ones that stood out to my youthful mind way back then.
“As you step out in the night take a lesson from the trees
Watch the way they learn to bend with each breeze
Everytime you make it through
It’s another little victory
Day by day minute by minute